It starts with an F, and it's Friday, but it ain't your regular Follow Friday
(but you can play along anyway.)
I took Ladybug to the urgent care a while back. She had a weird bump on the back of her neck. I'm not a paranoid mom. Actually, I'm pretty laid back when it comes to health stuff.
Now if you read my blog (and of course you do...religiously) you probably know (or have figured out) that I'm
So...back to the urgent care. I'm sitting in an exam room with my daughter. A not-so-gracefully pregnant nurse waddles in:
Nurse: So, what are we seeing this little lady for today?
Me: She's got a strange bump on the back of her neck.
Nurse: OK, Ma'am. Now, is she your granddaughter or your daughter?
Me: *blink* *blink*
All the way home I was kicking myself for not saying, "Hmmm...are you pregnant or just FAT?"
Yes, I missed out on the perfect opportunity for the ultimate rude response to the cruelest question I've ever been asked. Well, sweetie, this
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