"Your first one?"

So since I'm not puking all the time, and a little extra money is always nice, especially with two babies on the way, I'm doing some temp work. I was outside the building I'm working at eating lunch the other day, when some guy comes out for a cigarette break. I'd been sitting at a desk for what seemed like hours, so I was just kinda marching about the little courtyard to stretch my legs and he plunked down at a picnic table a bit aways to chat on his phone. Cigarette smoke blowing the other way, of course.

Phone call over, he starts conversing with me. Weather, nice, uh-huh...Then he says, "Is this your first one?" I, being the bright young lady that I am, am puzzled. I'm munching on a juicy clementine. Perhaps that's what he's referring to. Did I look especially enraptured with my fruit, leading him to believe I'd never tasted a clementine before? He's still looking at me expectently, so I say, "My first orange?" Silence. "Um, no...your first child?" Oh. How dumb can I feel? Still not super used to looking pregnant, but I do now, so perhaps I should clue in that people can see with their actual eyes that I am expecting. If I remind myself of that then maybe, just maybe, I can avoid future brain lapses and not look like a huge dork. No guarantees, but I can hope.