A public service announcement

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."

Seriously?

This is what I have to say to them. And you, too, J.Lo.

You can kiss my dirty diapers.

And to those of you who are currently dealing with infertility issues, hang in there. Miracles do happen.

Peace out, yo.