The bagger/boxer guy at Costco today asked me if I was pregnant.
I smiled and said 'No way! This one keeps me busy enough.'
He was embarrassed and apologized. He was probably in his early twenties. Rookie mistake, I guess.
I did not cry. I didn't get mad. When I got outside, I looked down at my poochy belly and decided never to wear my cardigan with only the top button done.
I thought I'd been doing so well working out and eating right...but I guess I really need to work on sucking it in!