FORTY-SOMETHING AWESOME DUDE WITH AN EARRING and I are standing in the elevator. He surveys me.
FSAD: Boy!
Me: Actually, it’s supposed to be a girl.
FSAD: Hmmm. You’re carrying in front and kind of away from you … I think it’s a boy.
Me: Well, maybe! But the sonogram did say girl.
FSAD: Eh, who knows what they miss on those things? Besides, your husband must want a boy.
Me: He says he’s excited–
FSAD: Ha! Yeah: [mocking voice] “As long as it’s healthy,” right? That’s what they say.
Me: OK! Good night!
womb envy?
I’m amazed you knew what “Boy!” meant.