Cursed Mama Genes

Way, way back in February, I posted this:
http://themamadoo.blogspot.com/2009/02/he-is-my-child.html
about how Anson is definitely Joe's child, and that the only thing linking him genetically to me is a little tag of skin on his left collarbone.

Fast forward to July, a few weeks ago, when a little lump appeared directly under that very skin tag. Over the next couple of weeks, the skin tag swelled and became infected. The little lump became gumball sized, causing strangers to ask me, "What IS that on his chest?"

Turns out that whenever you see a skin tag, it is attached to a tiny cyst. Anson's tiny cyst decided it needed to draw attention to itself, and now he is scheduled to have it surgically removed sometime next week. Have I mentioned that, not only do I have that same skin tag, but I also have had more than my share of cysts that have also had to be removed. Yes, this is directly a fault of my genes.

So, from his Daddy, Anson received a brilliant smile and absolute cuteness. From his Mama, he received a pus-filled oozing lump that will make him absolutely miserable next week when it is taken out.

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Earlier today, I noticed something else of mine appearing in his little body... he was performing a morning stretch, and as he reached his arms above his head, I witnessed his elbows twisting into contortionist angles.

Anson has my double-jointed elbows. I don't know whether to be excited, or frightened.