I didn’t tell anyone, but yesterday was a very big day. Perhaps the most important day of my life…
You see, my birthday is September 10th, yesterday was January 10th – that’s right all you math whizzes, January 10th is my Conception Day! (shh…science whizzes, I don’t want to hear you talking about how most women aren’t pregnant exactly 9 months…let me have my day!)
I want a party celebrating the zygot I was! So, let’s party womb style!
So where’s my fetus cake? My pin the sperm on the egg? My mom regaling the day when she and my dad….eww! Gross…yuck! (recoiling in horror and trying not to barf)
Ah...okay, now I know why we don’t have Conception Day Parties, because that would be admitting our parents had sex (so maybe I’ll plan a Stork Day party because my parents never did it.)
…but playing pin the sperm on the egg would still be pretty fun….
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