This morning before work, I ran to the mall.
We have a family wedding to attend, and I needed some pantyhose. Since you can't find maternity pantyhose at your local big box store, I had to make a trip to the dreaded Mother.hood Maternity.
I was on a mission, get the pantyhose, pay and get out. Limited time to make it to work on time.
Of course, they only have ONE pair that would fit me. Thank goodness, it was a black pair. Anyone else wonder why there is always a never ending amount of S and M maternity items??? Who buys a SMALL? Certainly not me. I'm lucky to be a large or x-large type of girl when I'm not pregnant. ;)
Anyway, I grab up the package and proceed to check out. The cashier wants my phone number, then my due date, and then asked what I was having.
I should have just said a baby and left it at that.
Not even thinking, as I was signing the receipt, I casually mentioned that we were having a boy and a girl.
"Oh, twins!", she exclaimed! "You look good for being 5 months along with twins."
She's lucky she paid me the compliment, because if she hadn't I might have socked her in the mouth for the next thing to come out of her trap.
"So, are they NATURAL?", with a knowing look.
I was so shocked that I actually just looked at her, mumbled, "No.", grabbed my bag and left.
I should have told her, "No, they're monkeys" or aliens.
Who does that?
Ok, so just this week, I read that Kate had a similar experience with a nurse, but I hadn't had that one thrown at me yet.
I can deal with the questions of whether twins run in the family...that's easy. I just say neither side, or that we're the first to have twins.
I just can't believe a store clerk in a MATERNITY store had the gall to ask me that.