Babies

Am naturally very excited about ring and engagement (once unhelpful pessimism is sent to the corner of brain) and press the Contessa for details. We get out of elevator and walk into my office. The Contessa shuts the door firmly, saying, I don't want to make Libby upset. Ask, Why would Libby get upset? The Contessa explains that she was able to agree to marry once the New Man said that he didn't want kids either. Without thinking, But is that true. The Contessa blushes. Of course its true. He just had to think about it for a bit. And then he decided that he didn't want kids either. Shutting the door on Libby suddenly makes sense--in the past week LIbby has gained approximately 50 pounds and it looks as though it is likely the baby is going to claw its way out through the stomach rather than taking the traditional downward journey. Admire ring which the Contessa says was the New Man's grandmother's. She says that she has something to admit, is it alright. Before have chance to answer, she says that I am partially to thank/blame for convincing the New Man. Me?! Yes, me and Brad Pitt. Do not understand and say so. She says that Bradd Pitt said that he wouldn't get married until Everyone could get married. Ergo, she wouldn't have kids until everyone could have kids. Can't help self from pointing out faulty logic--while an admirable stance, it is much more likely that will be able to get married than be able to conceive a child with Dave ever. The Contessa looking pleased, nods, yes, exactly. The Contessa opens the door and calls Libby in. We talk about baby names. Libby is to have a girl and favors the name Colette. Feel strongly that this sounds like a poodle, but keep thought to self.