Last week, I went up to Seattle to help my sister-in-law Emily get to her own doctor's appointment. And since she's still recovering from her C-section, I got to carry and coo over Elsa.
We did get some funny looks though. Emily, all slimmed down after birth walking freely, and I, obviously big in pregnancy carrying a month old in a car seat. In the elevator, a woman asked us how old Elsa was, and when we explained the baby was indeed Emily's, she asked if I was also expecting my first. When I told her my third, her reply was that I only look 12! Thanks, I think.
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