So the other day, my husband was talking to a co-worker about me being pregnant again, and the co-worker asked, “Is she going to get amnio?”
To which Kev replied, “No, why would she need to do that?”
“Well, she’s 35 isn’t she?”
“No, she’s only 27.”
Now…let me just say, I find this rather funny and have been making jokes about being 35 ever since. I think Kev is sorry he told me. I can only surmise that since Kevin is 33, but looks about 22, people think I must be older than him (because I don’t think I look like I’m 22, but I don’t think I look 35 either) so they add a few years onto what they know his age is, and wallah! I’m 35!