Ah, the ever popular question. I wanted to scream at her. "UNLESS SOMEONE IS SO PREGNANT THAT THEY ARE WADDLING AROUND AND YOU CAN TELL THEIR BELLY IS SO HARD IT COULD CUT GLASS PLEASE NEVER EVER ASK A WOMAN IF SHE IS PREGNANT."
Instead, I said. "I just delivered."
Thought maybe I would dodge that bullet.
"What did you have?"
Shit. I don't want to be here anymore. I started to shake. Spit something out, ran to my car and starting sobbing hysterically.
I am just fat, lady. Seriously. Just fat.
But, so I'm thinking since I wrote that just yesterday I was worried about that happening and sure enough, it did...
"I am worried that we shouldn't go to my mom's for a week because that will be the time someone puts an offer on the house."
*just to be clear, I'm not worried at all, but hey, you never know!