Scene: Awkward postnatal appointment with a Doctor who was not my doctor...
Doctor: When you have your next baby...
Me: * cutting off doctor before he finishes that sentence * There won't be a next baby.
Doctor: Well, accidents to happen.
Me: Trust me. There won't be a next baby.
Doctor: We would like to make you feel happier about that.
Me: Oh, I'm sorry Doctor, how many next children would you like me to have???
(Of course I didn't actually say that. I sat in silence looking at him as though he had two heads, but I wish I had said it).
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I wonder how many next children he would have considered if he'd been in your shoes!!
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