About a month after the birth to my stillborn little girl, my husband and I attended a wedding for one of his friends. It was the first time we had seen everyone since everything had happened, and we assumed that the one couple we had talked to would have told everyone else. I was very apparently not pregnant anymore (I should have been about 7 months along), and I made sure to wear a very "hi-I'm-skinny-again" outfit.
We'd been there for all of 15 minutes when one of my husband's friend's wives came up to me, hand moving in to touch my belly, and said "oh how's the baby...?!" (in that really high "oh it's just so sweet" kind of voices...)
I couldn't for the life of me figure out how she didn't realize I, obviously, wasn't 7 months pregnant and I responded with a icy "I'm not pregnant" while avoiding her outstretched hand. I must have given her quite the glare too cause I later found out that she was scared of me for a good year after that.
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