During an ultrasound, I asked the doctor how the baby's feet looked. They were not showing up to my untrained eye on the screen.
She looked at me and coolly said, "Are you afraid your baby doesn't have feet?"
"Someone has been on the internet too much," she said.
No, you rotten fucking bitch. I wanted to know if the feet were rocker bottom. Club feet. Like my first daughter. Who was still born.
If you cannot remember who I am, then put a mother fucking sticker on my chart to remember that my first baby died.
Instead, I just looked away and cried.