THAT question

I needed some new nursing bras over the weekend because none of mine really fit (as the saleslady said, "You got a new baby and he came with a non surgical boob job!".)  So, we went to this fancy little baby boutique near my acupuncturist's office so I could get fitted for a couple of new ones.  Everything in there was SO cute!  Stuff I would have loved to shopped for with Max, that would have made me want to die before Mo's birth, and that now I just try to ignore mostly because I really don't need any of it and more often than not, it makes me sad and miss Maxie so much.

Still, we had a little fun in the store.  We tried on some sunglasses and I used their scale to weigh Mo: 18 pounds!!!

I tried on a bunch of bras and found two that I really liked and bought (having bras that fit is going to be a game changer for me...I just know it!)  The saleslady brought up her three children several times and I think she wondered why I wasn't biting.  I just didn't have it in me to ask all of the questions and smile and be curious.  I didn't want to give her the opportunity to ask me THE dreaded question either.  And, just when I thought I was in the clear, after I'd paid and we were turning around to leave, there it was, "Is he your only child?"  "Nope", I said.  "How many do you have?", she asked.  I paused and answered, "I've had two".  Then she gave me a knowing smile (though I am not sure if she actually knew or that is just her smile) and I left.  I HATE (hate, hate, hate) that I don't get to brag about my beautiful two year old boy!

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