My first memory dates back to my being almost 3 seeing my mom’s last ultrasound. Exaggerated because I was a very quiet child on the outside, but on the inside I was freaking out when I saw the obstetrician put the gel on my mom’s stomach and see my brother on the ultrasound. I also have no prior memories of being aware of he pregnancy- so the whole thing was a bit much. Also, my mom is an ER nurse so I had no anxiety about hospitals.
Someone Brought Cheese: Since the last week or so has been kind of off for me, instead of my own comic, enjoy this guest image of a quarrel between cephalopods by Nathan Whitehouse, who is immeasurably better than me at these things.