Go figure...

On one of those days that you decide to take it slow and just browse through the drugstore while getting rid of a diaper abstinence issue, I was proudly pushing my little one (he was still a baby, about 3mo old) in his stroller and he was smiling and giggling. BEAUTIFUL! I noticed a Young lady following us around and really starring. I was frightened, I hate people getting out of their way to notice me, but I carried on as if nothing was happening and went to the cashier line. She followed me and said:
- What a beautiful baby and so smiley! I am dying to get one too, but one like yours!
I smiled politely and said:
_ All ready? It is a lot of working having one! – Really the whole pregnancy/birth/newborn package is a little heavy! And to my awe she bursts:
_What did you do to have him?
WHAT DID I DO TO HAVE HIM??? What kind of question is that? I was confused, but tried not to be unpleasant:
_ What did I do to have him? Urrrrr... Doing it!
_But how? Was it hard?
I just could not believe my ears, this woman looked about 30-something and she did not know about the birds and the bees?
_ Well – I said – If you don´t know how a baby is made, I am NOT going to be the one to tell you. – So she persisted:
_ Did it take long?
NO COMMENTS! Can you imagine my face in a moment like this?
To my relief, she was inquiring about adoption, my son didn´t look much like my when he was born, so she just assumed he was adopted… go figure!