An elderly woman who had what I believe was only the best of intentions said the most horrible thing to me at church today. I am 38 weeks+ pregnant and she turns and asks me if I’m having a boy or girl? To which I reply I am having a girl and the Lord told me her name at 12 weeks and so I have two confirmations that she is a girl the Lord and the ultrasound. She with the sweetest smile possible told me her third confirmation, “Oh Honey I knew it was a girl because you know, what they say when you can tell their pregnant from behind it’s a girl!”
That dissolved any delusions I may have had as to what is happening to all the areas of my body I can’t see.
(For those of you who wanted a good/horrible laugh, to bad I did not include a picture of my third confirmation she is a girl)