On Monday, people started to notice that I'm showing. I had five separate people point it out or say I was glowing! All in one day! Up until then, no one had said anything. I guess it makes sense since the baby is almost the size of a bell pepper, but I feel like I've been popping out for about 2 weeks, so I was surprised at the amount of attention I got in one day.
People also feel pretty comfortable asking questions. I think my favorite question of all times is "Were you trying?" Now, call me old-fashioned, but I think it's bizarre that people feel OK asking me this question. Let's pretend we weren't trying. Then what? I see the options being limited to breaking down crying and saying, "Nooo, and I'm sooo scared!" or by responding "Nope, we just got drunk one night..."
On the other hand, it's weird to admit that, yup, we wanted to this to happen, so we did what is necessary to make it happen. Like....don't imagine that, people. That's not something you need to think about. Especially you, Trader Joe's employee. Or you, woman who works in the office next door. Or really, anyone.
Here's what I do like: Being told I'm glowing, being told how amazing it's going to be, and exclamations of "Ooooh, look at you!" and "You're starting to show!" All of that is OK. I also had a woman ask me if I had morning sickness, and when I said that I didn't anymore, she exclaimed, "BITCH!" and then started giggling and apologizing. I guess she had a lot of morning sickness with her babies. That, I didn't mind either. It was kind of delightful.
Anyway, that's what's going on in my uterus and my brain this week. Hope you're all doing well, too!
xo
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