Got milk?

So we went to the hospital yesterday for Xena's surgery follow-up. After we had seen the surgeon, we dropped by the special care nursery to pick up the last batch of frozen breast milk (some 20 bottles) that we had delivered while Xena was there and that she had not consumed. From there, we went to the ICA to sort out Xena's immigration status (yep, she is still considered a social visitor until she gets a passport/IC).

Viv was in the queue and I was sitting in the waiting area when Xena started crying. I had got a bottle of milk for her, but I was finding it a bit hard to open the milk bag while holding her. Seeing my predicament, a lady who was just leaving, offered to open the bag and take out the bottle. She opened it, handed me the bottle, and left. But not before giving the strangest look, first to me, and then to Xena. Oh well, I thought, she is really tiny, and sometimes people do give us strange looks.

It was only when I was putting the bottle back that I realised what had happened.

She has seen the 20 bottles of milk at the bottom of the bag.

Somewhere, a lady is probably blogging about the strange woman she met at the ICA who seriously overestimates her tiny baby's appetite.

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