But no, this question came when Bug and I were out for a walk one
"Mommy, did I grow in your tummy?"
I paused (I guess you could say there was a pregnant pause on my part but that's just an odd choice of words for this situation)...
As Bug was balancing on a stone wall, I reminded him that no he didn't grow in my tummy but in another woman's tummy who grew him so he could be part of our family. I used the word adoption and again told the story how we met him in the hospital. The biggest issue his four-year-old self currently has with this?
He doesn't like the part of the story that he was born in Virginia and wants to have been born in Boston or on Cape Cod.