My friend from Minnesota, Darla, got in contact with me after all these years. I kept my promise to her about carrying her baby. Tamma went with me as I went to the clinic. I made her swore that she wouldn't tell anyone until I was ready. I took a little time off the road to let my body relax so that the impregnation could take. Darla cried when we got the news that I was in fact pregnant.
April 2010, John stood with me as I was allowed to address both the Raw and the Smackdown locker rooms. I told everyone the whole story and one by one I was congratulated for being brave and selfless. Even the Undertaker came and gave me a hug.
"This is a big commitment, kid. Putting your body through the vigors and time away from the ring and it isn't even your kid. I respect that." he said.
I couldn't help but grin. It may not have been wrestling related, but I was just given the thumbs up from the Undertaker.
I loved watching Punk work. Even though he was mad at me, we still worked great together. In front of the live crowd, we had tension but there were also a lot of little moments of either admiration, sweetness, appreciation, or of respect. Backstage, however, he still didn't want to have anything to do with me. We played up the tension between us, with my promo stating that I didn't have to like him to stand with him. I preached about straight edge as loudly as he did and we would work together towards a common goal: to save the WWE Universe from themselves.