Getting Offered a Seat on Public Transportation
Today, not even though my first trimester nor at a point where I have begun wearing maternity clothes, a woman asked if I would like to have a seat on BART. I politely declined, but was surprised. I don’t know if I would be able to tell whether or not someone else at my stage in pregnancy – that was barely showing – is actually pregnant. Perhaps this new form of radar is one that comes with experience.