It is said that women bask in the glow of pregnancy. Many do not. I’m not a glower, but I did find it fascinating to live inside a science experiment for nine months. Twice. Everything was out of control. My belly itched incessantly. My feet grew a full size. I sported cleavage for the first and last time in my life. Doctors, nurses, family members and total strangers felt free to lay their hands on me and make pronouncements about gender and due dates and names to avoid.
This reminds me of the day I opened the door to the contractor who had be remodeling our house. He looked at me and said “Haven’t you had that baby yet?”
I know! You can't make this stuff up!
This reminds me of the day I opened the door to the contractor who had be remodeling our house. He looked at me and said “Haven’t you had that baby yet?”
I was holding the baby at the time. Sheesh!
I remember so well!