I'd never put much stock in the deadly sin theory; it just doesn't vibe with my personal philosophies. However, someone out there feels I exhibited a bit too much pride. Last night I was dealt a crushing lesson in humility.
"So when's your baby due?"
I blinked, because I was honestly dumbfounded to hear such a thing.
I struggled against my initial reaction, which was to flip the mouthy old lady off and say a hollow, "It's not."
It took all of my willpower to smile pleasantly and say - with pride (do I learn?) - "I just had a baby, actually" (nevermind that she's seven months old today) and chat pleasantly for ten excrutiatingly long minutes about names and birth weights. Then I escaped to the car and cried.
