As I checked out of our local retain store, the cashier and I had the following conversation–
Lady–“Wooooh, baby” as she stares at my pregnant stomach.
Me–No response because I am embarrassed by her comment. Long awkward silence as I smile.
Lady–“You are pregnant, right?”
Lady–“Oh, good. I was worried that you weren’t and that would have been really embarrassing.”
Lady–“That’s definitely a boy in there.”
Me–“Actually, it’s a girl.”
Lady–“Are you sure? You are carrying like you are having a boy.”
Me–“I carry all my babies the same way, and I have boys and girls, so I think this is just the way I carry.”
Lady–“How many do you have?”
Me–This is my 5th
Lady–“What are you a Pastor’s wife or something?”
Me–“No. Have a nice night.”