Today Mike and I went to Babies ‘R Us to pick up a few essentials. Baby stuff, obviously. The parking lot was extremely full, but we saw an empty spot near the front. Mike was just about to turn in, then jerked the wheel at the last second. Then this:
“Damn, expectant mothers only. Shit, you are one! Damn it, I missed it!”
The profanity was a bit excessive, but the whole thing made me laugh so hard. I mean, we’re at Babies ‘R Us. To buy things for our baby. That I’m carrying. That is due in 10 weeks. Neither of us is used to the idea yet, apparently! He drove around and pulled in that spot though – it’s one of the only times we’ll get to do that.
I made sure to waddle a little just in case any onlookers questioned us.
I was still laughing, but I was so thankful for the opportunity to park there. Not because we needed to – I’m fine to walk. And not because we had to be close – it was a nice enough day to walk the length of the lot. It seems like such a silly thing, but not everyone who wants to be an expectant mother gets to be one. It made me feel very thankful for my situation.