So here is what just happened to me. The Little One and I had to go to his pediatrician’s office to get a copy of his immunizations so I can register him for Kindergarten. The form isn’t ready so we are hanging out and waiting for it. The Little One is playing with the bead maze thing that is a staple of every pediatrician’s office while I’m leaning against the wall keeping an eye on him. A new mom (in her 30s I would guess) comes in with her little baby. I compliment her on the baby and ask her how it is going. The nurse comes out and calls the baby for her appointment. I smile at the new mom as she goes in for the appointment. The nurse pauses at the door, glances over at me, and asks the mom: “Oh, is grandma here today? Is she coming in?”
Arrrrgggghhhhhh! I mean I could maybe get it if the new mom was a teenage mom or something but me–the mother of a woman in her 30s who has a new baby? Good God! I must look WAAAAAY older than I am.