I Couldn't Make This Up If I Tried!

(Before you begin, yes, I am posting twice in one day (GASP!!).  You do not need to adjust your subscription settings. Enjoy!)

This is me:

These are my daughters:

Clearly, they don't look exactly alike.  The oldest has a lot of my features while the youngest favors my husband.  However, if you look at all three of my children's first baby pics, you can definitely tell that they are siblings.

A few weeks ago, we pulled out a picture of my grandmother.  My youngest looks EXACTLY like her baby pictures.  I'll have to do some digging, but I will post it as proof.

And in all fairness, my husband is Colombian.  I'm Irish.  It's pretty amazing that my older two children hold any resemblance to me whatsoever.

At any rate, when shopping with my youngest, I've been asked twice over the last month this exact question:

"When did you get her?"

I'm not kidding.  I told you I couldn't make this up if I tried.

I was just as confused as you at first.  My response both times was flushed astonishment.

Yes.  I was asked "when I got" my daughter.  Apparently, she looks so different from me that I couldn't have possibly given birth to her myself.

My actual response was "I'm not sure what you mean..." and that seemed to be enough to get them to back off.  However, if I was quicker on my feet, my response might have been something along the lines of "After a really great bottle of wine...", or "We hadn't figured out exactly what caused the 'kid thing' yet...".

Offensive?  Perhaps.  Although, I find my newly formulated response to the question no less offensive than the question itself.

So yes, she IS mine.  I've HAD her since the moment we knew we wanted to grow our family.  And after a particularly stressful pregnancy and over 36 hours of labor, you darn well better believe that I gave birth to her and she has my blood beating in her heart.

In an effort to keep my ranting to a minimum, I will leave you with this: even if I hadn't actually conceived and given birth to her on my own, she would still be one hundred percent my baby.  And the question, "When did you get her?" would be no less inappropriate.

Love, hugs, and blessings,

The Mama