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no, sweet pea. that would be called the black market.

when todd and i went to my 12-week appointment, we took the kids with us.  before we got out of the car, i tried to use the moment to explain to atticus that mommy has a baby growing in her tummy, and someday soon that baby will get to come and live with us at our house.  today we're going to hear its heart beating.  can you feel your heart beating? etc. etc.

we get inside and go up to the counter to check in and atticus is all like, mommy buy a baby now?

nope.

i must've missed the opportunity in our deep and meaningful prior conversation to explain that we're at the doctor's office, not in a shady back alley to pick up our trafficked human.

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