Yesterday, Nathan and I went to get our flu vaccines. While we were at the clinic in the room with the nurse filling out paperwork, Nathan started telling her all about… my womb. Yes, you read that right. Apparently, my womb was up for discussion.
See, when I was pregnant with John, Nathan was very curious as to where the baby lived and how he fit in there. So I explained to him that the baby lived in my womb; a protective little enclosure that kept him safe all the way up until he was born. I didn’t call it a uterus because Nathan’s the type who will go up to complete strangers and talk nonstop about something. Calling it a womb just seems to make more sense at this time.
So anyway, while we were there, Nathan stood right by the nurse and told her all about his brother and my womb.
Nurse: Yes, Nathan?
Nathan: What’s a womb?
Nurse: A what?
Nathan: A womb. Where baby brother grew.
Nurse: Oh you have a little brother? What’s his name?
Nathan: Yeah his name is John & he’s little. Can I draw you a picture of Mommy’s womb?
Nurse: Sure, here’s some crayons… and here’s some paper.
Nathan: Hey Doctor?
Nathan: I’m going to draw a picture of Mommy’s womb now. It’s really, really, really big! So baby brother can live in it!
And with that, Nathan proceeded to draw a picture of my uterus. The whole time he’s mumbling about wombs and babies, and I’m desperately trying to refrain from busting out laughing. When he was done, he proudly showed me & the nurse his drawing. Apparently, my uterus is oblong and full of blue, green, & yellow scribbles. Who knew?