I've officially reached the point in my pregnancy where wearing my husband's clothes is way more comfortable than my maternity clothes. I've also reach the official 'stretch mark' time. I have sprouted some at the bottom of my belly. And to be honest, I'm kind of proud. I've been growing this baby for 34 weeks and 2 days. I've gained weight (I lost count) and this doctors visit, I lost weight. I've felt her every move, her every hiccup, and every jerk. I watch my belly twist and turn. I love it.
On the other hand, I'm so exhausted! My hand swell often and I'm pretty sure my legs are turning into tree trunks. Some nights I am awaken by poking and I constantly have to pee. I'm tired of comments.
"Wow! You're huge"
No shit, I'm 8.5 months pregnant.
"You waddle"
Really? Because having a belly hang down between my legs makes it so much easier to walk. I don't have to compensate AT ALL. Asshole.
"You still have 6 weeks?"
Wow.. You can repeat information given to you. Congrats.
"How much bigger do you think you'll get?"
Hopefully, big enough to be comparable to a house so I can land on your sister. (Wizard of Oz reference)
I do realize that people are not trying to be mean, however I am tired of hearing it.
Dear Emma,
PLEASE come out at 38 weeks. PLEASE!
Love, Mommy
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There are two things in the world that make people absolutely stupid: 1) snow, 2) seeing a pregnant woman. Uncle Randy can validate the first.
ReplyDeleteEven the most intelligent person becomes a Class A moron when faced with a baby belly, thus lending to those imbecilic comments. Have you gotten a "Wow! Haven't you had that baby YET?!" Or my favorite, "My God, how much weight have you gained?!" I never understood why anyone would feel they have the right to be privy to every personal detail of your life just because you're pregnant. It's one of the mysteries of life...
Loved the house comment...just BTW. ;)