I got asked, for the first time, by a stranger if I was pregnant tonight. I was leaning up against a counter while Craig and I were ordering dinner and my belly was spilling over a bit (it was a low counter). She was a nice cashier, and it appeared she really wanted to be our friends. She proceeded to tell me of all the wives' tales she knew of for pregnant women. If I had heartburn, then the baby will have dark hair. If I am carrying high then it is a girl. And on and on...Then she got kind of weird and hinted that having a baby caused marriages to split, but since Craig is involved, we're OK. Uh, awkward. Then she said I needed to bring the baby by to show her off after she was born. All the while, Craig and I are inching closer to the drink station to fill our cups.
When she brought us our order, she did throw in some free chips, which was very nice of her.
All in all, it was a very weird conversation.
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