This is the first time it’s happened since my second son was born.It happened when we went to register our youngster at the passport office. The police asked my husband why the grandmother had brought the child and then gave him the paperwork.
My spouse expressed his surprise by telling me that I was the child’s mother. To be honest, I didn’t enjoy it. When I got home and glanced in the mirror, I saw an overweight, fatigued woman with wrinkles and dark circles under her eyes. I have to be content with how I look.
I’ve been mistaken for my grandma once more since then, but it doesn’t hurt as much as it did previously. I have another issue right now. My spouse and I are separated by two years.
remains in good shape and has the youthful appearance of our eldest son. I worry that he might leave me, but there is nothing I can do about it right now.
