A couple of weeks ago, I had this conversation with Maya, who has been quite interested in kangaroos lately...
Maya: "Where's your pouch, Mama?"
Me: "My what? My pouch?"
Maya: "Let's see it."
Me: "Um, I don't have a pouch, honey."
Maya: "Mama has a baby in her tummy."
Me: "Right...Oh! You mean like a kangaroo carries her baby in a pouch?"
Me: "Oh, well people don't have pouches. Kangaroo mamas carry their babies in pouches, but people mamas have their babies grow in their tummies. So I don't have a pouch."
Maya (patting my arm reassuringly) : "Maybe when Mama gets older."
So, lest I fear that I will always go through life pouch-less, my 2-year-old has now reassured me that there's hope for the future!