I mentioned going to the Wednesday market this morning. It is about 20 kilometers from the city and we got there in time for lunch. We alternate between two food stalls and they probably recognize the bf and I because we've been going there for years.
After eating, the bf went to get lechon to take home. I was waiting for him in the stall and the owner talked to me. Here's our conversation-I'll translate it in English for easy comprehension.
Her: You've been coming here long and you still don't have kids.
Me: Oh we do, we have one child but he's still young.
Her: Really, I didn't see you get pregnant.
Me: I already gave birth when we started coming here.
Her: I see...
I guess she was wondering why it was only the bf and I that go to the market. The reason is there is no point bringing the baby because he won't eat any of the food they serve anyway.
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