Last week, one of my friends from high school had her baby. There are pictures all over Facebook and people are commenting things like “He’s so cute my womb is hurting!” and I’m just sitting in my little corner, unable to think about anything other than “Oh my god, it actually looks like a gnome, how is that possible?”
Hahahaha. I have kids and I am still this person. But I’m also the one who kept saying that my youngest looked like a potato when he was born. I mean, he’s adorable because he’s mine; but let’s be real, he’d been sitting in water for nine months — kid looked like a wrinkly potato.