What a combination
I walked out of the drug store with a "Congratulations on your new baby" card, a month's worth of birth control pills, and a coupon for personal hygene wipes wondering what the cashier must be thinking.
I walked out of the drug store with a "Congratulations on your new baby" card, a month's worth of birth control pills, and a coupon for personal hygene wipes wondering what the cashier must be thinking.
I realized what irony was when I reached for my box of birth control hidden in a baby's onesie.
The fact that I have four children (three being non-identical triplets) after being told I was infertile, just proves that doctors can get things wrong!