Continuing a tradition started by Tova Darling, here is my weekly awkward moment. Again, not my fault!
I was in a shoe store on New Year's Eve day, trying to find a new pair of shoes or boots that I could wear not only that night, but also use when I started my new job the next week. I already had on the rest of the outfit I planned to wear that night, and thought I looked pretty darn cute.
A woman browsing the aisle I was in stopped to admire my sleeping baby in his carrier. After the obligatory oohing and aahing, she asked how old he was. I answered that he was almost 6 months old. She responded, "Oh my, and another on the way so soon?".
Um, no. Still just fat from this one. Thanks for noticing.
Isn't there a law or something about not asking if a woman is pregnant until she brings it up herself?
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