It's been quite cold recently in San Francisco. Today wasn't an exception. I decided to go out for brunch to one of my usual haunts in the neighborhood, and saw a cute baby bundled up in a lamb outfit. She (he?) hadn't learnt how to say any words properly yet. I don't know how I feel about carrying a little creature that I'll have to squeeze through my womb after nine months, but I'm sure at some point it won't feel like such an agonizing ordeal.
We'll see. Maybe after the big 3-0.
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