“Mom, you look like you have a baby in your tummy.”
Moments before leaving for a fancy schmancy Fundraiser, I made my grand entrance down the main staircase.
Chic dress, legs freshly shaven, heels dusted off and on my feet.
Seven year old G looks up at me and says,“Mom, you look like you have a baby in your tummy.”
I did have a baby in my tummy. In fact, I had FOUR babies in my tummy.
The babies departed.
The tummy remained.