The Waddle

I can’t exactly remember when I was first diagnosed with the waddle. I think I was possibly about eight months pregnant. I couldn’t understand why one of my male colleagues was making strange penguin movents as he approached me. I thought that maybe we were playing charades, I had to guess what he was and I was just didn’t know. Then it clicked- he was imitating me. I was insulted. I definitely...
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