A concurrence of circumstances
I just came home from
the mall, to get some grocery items. Before I could get to the
supermarket, I was roamimg around to check some things in the
department store. After some time, I didn’t realize my feet brought me
to the infants’ section of the store. Checking baby thingies, tiny
clothes and cute and colorful feeding bottles. I had a great time
checking on things for I love children, with the thought of having one
of my own. There was this stand of infants’ socks that caught my
attention, so I immediately looked at them (touched ‘em even). While I
was at it, the sales girl approached me and asked "for how old (baby)
ma’am?". I was taken aback (of course I don’t have one yet!), and I
couldn’t say a word. It got worse when she looked down at my tummy to
check if I was pregnant! Haha! I was dumbfounded and just muttered
"Err, I’m just lookin’ miss", with me smirking obviously! Haha! I
immediately trudged awkwardly away from the sale girl. Whew!
Well,
that’s some haps that spiced up my usual boring afternoon. If you
would ask me, yes I wanna have a child of my own at my age. I would
say, a baby and a loving husband…makes sense to me!
