So maybe I should write something here. It’s been awhile. I’ve had plenty to say. Some not appropriate to share here. Some good. Some really good. But then I sit down to write and it vanishes.
I’ve kind of just been flying under the radar.
Except. You know when you recognize people and you know they don’t recognize you? This pretty much happens to me all the time. I’m really good with faces and have a knack for remembering people. So pretty much my life is meeting people, or just seeing people several times, and them not remembering me. I guess I’m just… unmemorable. (Is that a word?)
Except tonight at the grocery store. I get in the check out lane and the young girl checking me out instantly says to me “Aren’t you that lady who was pregnant and I always checked you out?”
I really can’t imagine how many unmemorable pregnant ladies she waits on each day. And considering Isaac is 10.5 months old, I assumed she thought I was someone else. And honestly, I do recognize her, but not like some of the other ladies that work at that grocery store that I see WAY more often.
So I kind of played it off like, “Well, yeah, unless you think I’m some other pregnant woman you used to help.”
And then she started saying really crazy things that totally made me realize that I *AM* that woman she thinks I am! “Didn’t you have your baby like in April or something?” Uh, yeah, May 1st.
“You were having a boy right?” Yeah…
“What did you end up naming him? Was it something with a (hard) “c”?” Yeah, Isaac…
And then she starts taking my heavy bags over to my cart, instead of letting me put them in my cart and I’m all “DING! DING! DING! I really am that woman!” And I say “I can get those. I remember you always bringing them to my cart for me when I was pregnant. You were the only one who ever did that. No one else ever even offered.”
And she was all “Yeah! Because I kept wondering if you were EVER going to have that baby! Like I was pregnant with you the whole time and I felt like you were pregnant FOR. EVER.” She wasn’t really pregnant with me. She just felt like she was going through my prenancy with me, she told me.
I think she is my friend soul mate. I should have gotten her number. I mean, she remembered me.