“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.”

Sigh.

I did have a baby in my tummy. In fact, I had FOUR babies in my tummy.

The babies departed.

The tummy remained.