A Shameful Wish to the Universe
16 Feb
As I pushed my son’s stroller around the mall we were greeted by an elderly woman who began oohing and aahing over him. I thought to myself, “how sweet”.
And then she opened her mouth. “Oh he’s so cute. Is he yours?”
Umm…excuse me? No, I just picked him up at the baby store down the road and thought he went well with my coat! (Okay, I didn’t say that but I really wanted to)
Then she tried to backtrack. “Well, it’s just that he doesn’t look anything like you!”
And there it was -the thought that had crossed through my own mind, which I had been denying to myself, since the birth of my son.
My son just didn’t look like me! (more…)
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