“Hello dear, how is everything going?”
“Oh it is just wonderful, he really is just adorable, though it can be a handful.
I just can’t believe he was once a big university student, he’s such a happy baby.”
“That’s good to hear. Now here’s the thing, I haven’t had much luck making progress on the research, so what we need to do is get more subjects.
So I need you to talk to all your friends from the fertility clinic and get the names of other women who have had trouble conceiving, especially single ones.”
Christie nodded,
“No worries, I’ll get right to it, it would be wonderful to have a little playgroup,
I think Mikie is quite lonely sometimes.”
“Yes exactly.
I have very high hopes that with enough subject we can make progress.”
Back home again Christie cut up and mashed the food that Mikie would have for dinner.
It was hard work but she enjoyed it thoroughly.
It was very exciting to think that soon there would be other oversized babies like her ‘little’ one.
Every day was an adventure for Mikie, she really envied him.
He was perfectly happy and didn’t understand or care that he had lost something.
Right now he was sitting in a baby bouncer,
his toes just brushing the floor,
bouncing up and down with glee,
screeching his success, a smile that could light a city on his face.
Mikie loved his bouncy seat,
it was so fun to go up and down up and down over and over,
how could this ever get old.
He was glad mummy took his shirt off, it was scratchy and he liked feeling the air on his tummy.
The carpet was nice and soft on his toes too.
Then mummy came and took him out of the bouncy seat and he sat on his bottom on the carpet.
He sat up all by himself, he was very proud of that.
Mummy sat down with him and sang a silly song.
He didn’t know what she said but he liked her voice.
He smiled.
She wiggled his toes as she sang.
He liked that even more.
Mikie stuck his fingers in his mouth and sucked, that felt really nice.
He couldn’t imagine being happier.
Mary sat at home in front of her computer sipping tea.
The work with Christie had gone well and several women were interested, including one of her other students, Melanie.
Since most of the women were single of course that just left the problem of where to find suitable candidates.
But always a resourceful woman, she soon had a solution.
Mary logged on to another AB/DL site and typed in the personal section:
Looking for a break from the real world, want to enjoy the tender care of a mummy again.
Come spend the week at Nanny Mary’s Nursery in Mt. Eden.
It is an experience that can’t be missed.
Mary had several responses by that evening.
She smiled with success as she deleted their names and numbered the e-mails instead.
The names were irrelevant, they wouldn’t be needing them anymore.
She would have all the test subjects she needed. It was a small price to pay, after all, original research always requires sacrifice.