These are not necessarily bad things, just things. Paul and I took Elliot to visit in our respective workplaces and we took the streetcar to get there. This is the same street car that I rode just about everyday to work while I was pregnant. When I was pregnant I would get smiles and offers of seats, now with the stroller, I get dirty looks. As though my stroller is somehow going to affect their day in a negative way.
We got into my office and I noticed that they hadn't yet hired a full time receptionist. I have been on mat leave for more then a month, and they haven't done anything to fill the position. They have other staff doing hour slots. When I got there they had all just come from a meeting. They were very happy to see Elliot, she is after all in a way, like their baby. On the way from my work to Paul's he stopped at his favourite barber shop in the whole city. After his cut, the barber gave him a gift that they had gotten for the baby, but didnt want to give until they knew Elliot was ok.
As we were in a park in the area (the weather was great yesterday) I left Paul and Elliot playing and I went for a walk. I noticed that most of the kids looked different from their care givers. I come to find out that they are all a group of nannies and they are envious of us.