On Sunday, Hubby worked outside cleaning up our yard which, in addition to our house, has been drastically needing some TLC. While he worked in the yard, I spent time in our garage clearing out all the softball stuff that needed to go back to the high school. Our garage ended up being an extended storage space for softball gear and uniforms and, well, it's time for me to get rid of it as I'm no longer the coach!
At one point, a neighbor (who also happens to be an extended family friend) drove by and stopped to wish us congratulations! She said they are very excited for us and asked if "we knew where the babies were coming from?"
I thought that was a rather odd question at first and wasn't sure I heard her correctly so asked her to repeat it.
"Do you know where they are coming from?"
I'm sure I had a pretty confused look on my face, but I grabbed my stomach and said "right here!"
Apparently, she got the impression that we were adopting. This neighbor is really a sweet and quiet lady and knowing her, I am sure she was really embarrassed at her faux pas. I thanked her for the congrats and away they went down the road.
I went back and looked at my Facebook announcement to try and figure out how she got the impression we were adopting. I didn't even allude to adoption, but I suppose it's unusual for a couple to try for so long and then actually end up with biological children.
This is one that I just shake my head at. I know people sometimes say stupid things, but I also know this neighbor lady is one of the sweetest people I know and is probably kicking herself right and left for putting her foot in her mouth. All I can do is shake my head and smile at the unexpected question of "where are my babies coming from?"