Boy was I wrong.
She was a spaz from the moment we walked in the door, which she usually is whenever she goes someplace new. Right about now I'm engineering my escape plan.
In addition to the anxiety currently flowing through my body, every staff member asked me about the baby I was carrying. They didn't notice the one on my back. So when I moved or turned around, they'd exclaim 'oh you have two'. Yep. But here's the kicker, they would then tell me to do it again, like a magic trick, make a second baby appear on my back. Really people? Do it again?
Back to the dentist story.

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