I’ve written about this topic before: Women who don’t know they’re pregnant. It’s still something I just don’t get–which is why, inevitably, I’ll end up being that girl (when the time is right, I have a ring on my finger, etc., etc., etc….mom). There’s another article today–on CNN.com–about a surprise birth in Maryland.
(CNN) — A 44-year-old Maryland woman faces charges of child abuse after police say she gave birth in a portable toilet and dropped the newborn into the waste tank.
After exiting the portable toilet in Long Wharf Park in Cambridge, Candy Vigneri got a cigarette from a construction worker and sat at a picnic table, police Lt. Wayne Bromwell said.
As she sat, a male passer-by approached the toilet but Vigneri warned him, “Don’t go in there, I just had a baby there,” police said.
For some disturbing reason this reminds me of my friend, Dave. Not because Dave has given birth in a port o’ potty (his sweet wife would kill him)…or even because he’s used one after someone who did…he just has this crazy little Yankee saying (I’m calling it a Yankee saying because I can’t imagine anyone raised by a southern mother who’d say such a thing), “I’m just going to drop the kids off at the pool.” For my dear sweet southern friends…there is no delicate way to translate this…just hope there are matches in his bathroom.
And with that thought in mind…I do hope someone inflates the swimmies the next time Candy gets the urge. Just a suggestion.
Say a prayer for that baby.