You did WHAT? with your WHAT?????

be forewarned: this post may contain some unappealing visuals and information...

So, five months ago when Stef and I were talking about what the birth would be like, etc., the whole placenta topic came up. Should we save it? Bury it in the yard? Look at it? Let the hospital staff throw it away? Pretend it never existed?
well, we had the conversation but didn't make any decisions except for one- that even though it sort of grossed me out, I wanted to see it (which I dutifully informed Dr. N of in my last prenatal visit).

After Lance was born, we were both in a complete daze and thankfully, Dr. N remembered that I wanted to have a look at the "other" part of my pregnancy. When she asked if we wanted to keep it, we looked at each other with blank stares and after an awkard pause, Stef said, "sure, why not!"

Well, into the cooler it went. Then home to the freezer, and then, after finally finding a star fruit tree to plant, it went into the ground.

the dogs stood by...

Four months later and the tree is still just two feet tall, but it is FULL of starfruit. And I mean FULL.

We've been enjoying them immensely and Stef has promised to stop telling guests that the fruit they are eating was grown from my placenta. Eeeew.