Today, Grammy and I took the kids to the zoo for the morning. (Followed by lunch at Grammy's house and a trip to her neighborhood pool, which Second Daughter thought was just about the best place in the entire world. I think she laughed for an hour and a quarter straight. Grammy handled a lot of the kid-wrangling, but I'm still exhausted.)
Anyway, while we were at the zoo (and if I weren't so lazy, I'd show you some of the pictures), another mom smiled at me (in quite a nice way, actually, considering what was coming) and asked, "Are you having one baby or two? You're so big."
"Oh, just one!" I answered, laughing;.(Seriously, who asks something like that?)
"You must be due soon, " she continued.
Um...I'm not due for four weeks.
Seriously. She thinks I'm having twins, and soon. Oy. I really must be bigger than I feel, though that's hard to believe.