
It was a sunny morning. I had just returned from a walk with my eight-month-old daughter, and despite being in the throes of our latest sleep regression, everything was great.
As I manoeuvred the pram into our building’s lift, I ran into a neighbour.
"Look at those chubby legs!" the neighbour exclaimed.
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"Yes," I laughed.
"Don’t worry," the neighbour continued. "She'll lose the weight when she starts walking."
Huh? I had to stop for a moment to check if I was hallucinating in my sleep-deprived state.
Lose the weight? Don’t... worry?
Worry?
I was stunned.
As a new mum, I had about a million worries, but my infant baby girl’s weight was certainly not one of them.
She was a happy baby who was growing within the healthy range for her height. But that isn’t the point.