...but I couldn't have been more wrong.
Someone at BlogHer told me I should change my blog title to "Foot in Mouth" (or something similar to that) after I told a couple stories about my blogging experiences. After this current real life experience, I'm seriously considering it.
It started out perfectly, chatting with CJ's homeroom teacher, introducing ourselves and sharing information. CJ was polite and cute.
We then go to meet his switch teacher who he will have for math and reading. He is on his best behavior, while his mama makes the biggest social faux pas ever.
Me: "When's your baby due?" (Yes, people, I asked that question. The question that no one should ask unless the woman is on the ground with a baby's head visually crowning between her legs. And even then, it's risky. WHAT in the hell was I thinking?)
Teacher: "I'm not pregnant."
Me: thinks "holy fuck!" but says, "Oh, I am so sorry," and then babble on like an idiot about how every year we have at least one pregnant teacher and my eyes were seeing things that clearly weren't there because of that expectation.
The teacher was perfectly nice and explained she did have a baby less than four months ago. However, I fear after I left she put a big black mark next to CJ's name with a notation that says, "The mother is a socially awkward bitch."