and not miniature alien senior citizens! Week 28 ultrasound this week and I got to see facial features and, finally, a little bit of fat on their formerly long skinny limbs. It's all starting to feel more real, and certainly more imminent. I can't believe I still have about 10 weeks to go, though. Every store I go into, the clerk says Bientot? (Soon?) and rather than answer dishonestly I have to tell them how much longer it will really be and they gape in disbelief. I can essentially see the cogs turning in their heads as they imagine my belly inflating to an even larger size than it is now, as though I'm a character in a bad Saturday Night Live skit.
Well at least the seats are being offered up quickly on the bus now. I really look forward to finishing work this week and not having to take the bus anymore, because it depresses me to have a seat and see elderly people with canes get on board and nobody offers them a seat. I feel like I'm always offering a seat to an old lady (who never accepts) or am being offered a seat by an old lady (and I don't accept). And who gets treated like chopped liver on the bus? Single moms with strollers. Nobody offers them a seat, ever. Nor does anyone spare them a look of absolute scorn. Oh the things to look forward to about being a mom.
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