Hi. I'm Jack.
You might recognize me from such blog postings as Lovin' from the oven, You don't know Jack, and Happy holidays!
My mom doesn't like to use her blog as a social platform. She's too busy making cookies or stir-fry or hopefully chocolate pudding (please please PLEASE make chocolate pudding). But I'm here to talk to you today about a very serious subject. You might not know this about me, but I have feet.
I didn't know this, myself, until recently.
Another thing you might not know about me -- unless you read my mom's post last March -- is that I'm the result of in-vitro fertilization. A test tube baby, if you will. In fact, this was me, exactly one year ago.
I'm sure you can see the resemblence. And here I am today.
What a difference a year makes, huh? Now I've got all these fingers, and toes, and this super-cool Justice League t-shirt.
My mom and dad tried for a baby like me for many years, and there are thousands of others like them who are going through the same issues. And yet there are always critics -- a recent example being Jennifer Lopez -- who think that IVF is wrong or that it's messing with "God's plan."
This is what I have to say to them. And you, too, J.Lo.