One of my best friends is due a week after me. We were at a party recently, fielding reactions from people encountering the two of us (both well into our third trimesters) and it was exhausting.
"WHOA! Look at you two!"
"Yep. Look at us. Large and sober. It's like the circus came to town!"
I understand that people feel the need to acknowledge my obviously pregnant belly. I would too. And there was a short period between the time I started showing and the time I approached "spectacle levels" of pregnancy that I reacted graciously. Now, there is almost nothing someone can say that won't be misinterpreted.
When someone tells me I have "a glow", I assume they are lying. If they say "You look amazing", I assume they mean for someone who can't squeeze between two restaurant tables. If they say, "I'd wear that dress even if it wasn't maternity!", I assume they are— well, I guess that's pretty nice…
I know I should revel in the attention, but to be honest, it makes me uncomfortable. What are you supposed to say back? "Thanks! But the underwire of my bra currently digging into the side of my boob is making me want to punch you!"
Now pretend that the compliment is delivered in song. Yep, someone at the party actually SERENADED my pregnant belly. Seriously, this happened. HELLO! TRYING TO BLEND OVER HERE!
Belly serenades pale in comparison to people who find out I am having our second girl and try to be sympathetic to what is obviously THE WORST SCENARIO IMAGINABLE. "Oh…. will you try again for a boy then?" "Nope, too many dicks in my life already…"
I have a friend who fielded the dreaded "twin question". She was only carrying one. It's a big enough risk asking a woman if she is pregnant— why on earth would you risk asking if she is carrying TWINS???
My own husband told me today that he prefers me in maternity jeans to dresses. You mean the dresses I have been wearing all summer?? So you thought I looked like crap for the past few months and didn't say anything??? I FEEL SO AWESOME ABOUT MYSELF NOW.
Men can't win, I'm aware.
Speaking of MEN. Yesterday I was standing on a bathroom line at a restaurant behind two men and neither of them would look me in the eye. Why do people feel the need to acknowledge your pregnancy EXCEPT when they are in front of you on a line to go to the bathroom??
There are about three other stories I would like to share but I can't because all the people involved read my blog. (Uh-oh. I don't think the serenader reads my blog. If so— you have a lovely voice and the song was very pretty!) So, I'll turn it over to you guys…
What was the worst comment someone made while you were pregnant?
I was asked if I had been in a car accident because my spider veins grew into tarantula veins all over ONE of my legs. No symmetry here. Nope. And yes, the veins were HUGE!
How about, “WOW. You’re FAT!”
What pregnant woman hears: “WOW. You’re FAT!”
True story. Said to me by an obnoxious kid who was lucky I didn’t make an ankle bracelet from his eyeballs.
Hilarious post! I have had three “good” pregnancies (is there a such thing?) and I still just hate being pregnant. This post had me in stitches! Hang in there- your prize will be here soon!
This chart sounds HUGELY familiar…
I was about 6 months pregnant when someone remarked, whoa you’ve gained weight.
*mental throat punch*
Oh, man— so much for originality. You’ll just have to trust me when I say it’s a coincidence and I did not rip her off. If I had read it, I would have at least swapped out HUGE for GIGANTIC!
A lady I work with keeps telling me that she doesn’t think she was as big as I was when she was pregnant with twins (30 years ago…). I am into my 3rd trimester as well and due the 2nd week of Nov.
I worked in retail and about two months AFTER giving birth, a ridiculous woman “complimented” my top by saying…”Oh, how cute! That shirt totally works with a little bit of belly!”.
I was left silently stunned to wonder: did she think I was still pregnant? Was she just rudely and weirdly acknowledging my remaining fat roll? Also, I never wore that shirt again.
I hate the “Was it planned?” comment. There’s just no way that it’s even mildly appropriate to ask someone that.
We just found out I’m expecting my third boy. EVERYONE and their brother is making comments about #4. Of course we would have loved to have a girl, but I’m not risking having another boy!
I’m 35 weeks and have been getting the, “Wow, you have another month to go?” and “Are you sure it’s not twins” on occasion. Yes, I know my belly is huge. Get out of the way before I punch you. And seriously, aren’t you surprised their aren’t more assaults by pregnant ladies? Great post.
My old boss asked me if I was having twins (when I was just carrying one.) Then, a couple weeks later, she said, “I mean really…are you SURE you’re not having twins?!” It’s bad enough when someone is thoughtless and rude once, but a second time? AND she had a child of her own so there should be extra sensitivity there! People are unbelievable.
I had to fly to Atlanta when I was 7 months pregnant (SO NOT FUN, I assure you). When someone went to sit down next to me, they instantly paled. I told them that I promise I won’t go into labor. I thought about dropping water on my lap at some point and yell that my water broke. But, I didn’t really want to get tackled by an air marshall and kicked off of the plane. And when people said I was “glowing”, I would think, “no, I’m just sweating my huge ass off.”
This will make your friend feel like a supermodel. “Yo, lady! You carrying TRIPLETS.” The high school students of NYC are not big on subtlety.
Well, I was pregnant with twins so I got lots of fun comments. “You look good for carrying twins” (as opposed to what?). “You are going to have your hands full”. “Oh, the two for one special”. “Wow – a boy and a girl, are they identical?”. It only got better after they were born, but that is a story for another time.
I had a student say the same thing. It’s a commentary on their understanding of where babies come from. 😉
I got the “I didn’t know you were pregnant” bit from a couple of people. Once when I was about 6 months, from a co-worker, and my response was actually “I’m not just fat”. Then after the baby was born my next door neighbor said “I didn’t know you were pregnant, I thought you were just fat!” Still haven’t forgiven her for that one.
Two comments stand out from my 3 pregnancies… when I was fairly newly pregnant with my first, someone told me “to get rid of morning sickness, drink a beer at breakfast.” But my best pregnancy comment was when I was about a week from my due date with my 9 lb. son (which is huge for me). A cousin of mine said, “If that is really twins, can I have the second one?” his sister said, “I want the pony in there!” yeah- according to my cousins, I was pregnant with twins AND a pony. (proof of the hugeness… check the 4th picture down) http://pcdub.blogspot.com/2010/02/introducing-matthew.html
The worst comment came 6 months after my 2nd child was born when I was asked my due date. I wanted to start bawling right there…
That same lack of eye contact occurs when you are praying someone will give up their seat on the subway.
My favorite one was while I was holding a friend’s six month old baby so she could go to the bathroom. A woman at our church said, “Wow! I didn’t even know that you had this one, let alone are pregnant again!”
No, I was not pregnant at the time, and my youngest had just turned two. I know I have a lot of kids, and it’s hard to keep track of them, but we do see this person every week!
My own Nana every time she saw me asked if I was SURE I wasn’t having twins. I know I gained 100lbs with my 10lbs baby girl, BUT COME ON!!!
When my sister was pregnant, she was working as a Paediatric Occupational Therapist and one of the little boys she worked with asked her about her belly –
Kid: Why is your belly so big?
My sister: Because there’s a baby growing inside.
Kid: Hmm….so it there a baby growing in your bum too?
Also, for me, when Miss M was 9 months old, I still was a little..ahem..fluffy. I was pushing her on a swing at the local playground and another mum (a skinny, gorgeous woman, dressed immaculately – OF COURSE) looked at me and said “Wow, look at you! Expecting again so soon!”
TO which I replied, with a sweet smile on my face, “Nope – I’m just fat!”
She literally RAN away.
Pregnancy was mean to me…60 pounds per pregnancy (and three pregnancies) regardless of my food intake and exercise. In fact, I taught aerobics through my pregnancies. Like a sweet little dancing baby hippo.
Ilana – as for the toilet queues, just grab your belly and say “ooooohhh!” – I promise the crowd will part like the Dead Sea. 😀
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I got the, “Was it planned?” question a few times. I always found that one awkward, offensive, and just plain odd. Considering that I was 34 and married for three years at the time, I always wondered what would’ve happened if I’d said no. Would the inquirer have been completely scandalized?
I also had a neighbor tell me early in my 2nd trimester that she didn’t realize I was pregnant, she just thought I’d gained weight. Two words: No filter.
Toward the end I also got asked (jokingly) if I was carrying twins and had a co-worker inform me that he didn’t think I’d make it to my due date because I was “pretty huge.” Neither of which really bothered me because I knew that I was neither a.) “pretty huge” nor, b.) looked like I was carrying twins. In fact, I felt cuter during pregnancy than I do on an average non-pregnant day. So, I just allowed myself a brief mental eyeroll at comments like that and then shook them off.
I got the “was it planned” comment a lot when I was pregnant with my third. When you bite the bullet and go for the fourth, you usually have to pick them up off the floor. My response to the over-animated shock is usually “Tell it to the Pope.”
whoa….you must have had a big lunch.
The one I detested and you will never hear coming out of my mouth is “You’re about ready to pop”
Me: “Actually I have 6 weeks left, Thanks!”
This is on point for me! While I was pregnant I worked at a pharmacy. I didn’t start showing until the 4th or 5th month and boy when I did I blew up! Well being the field that it is most of our customers are seniors sooo everyday about 20-30 times I would either get the I didn’t know you’re pregnant scenario or (because I look young for my age) I’d get the glance at my ring finger just to make sure that yes indeed the prego chick is married!!
I was in line at the grocery store. I think it was April and I was due in July. The clerk asked me when I was due. I said “July.” The woman behind me said – loud and disgusted – “JULY?!?!?!?”
“OH HONEY!!! You are never going to make it to July!!!!”
Thank you, I am well aware that I am huge and have been showing since 10 weeks.
I was also asked, during both my pregnancies, if I was carrying twins. I mean, not outright…like neighbors would say “You sure you don’t have two or three in there? Hardy, hardy, har, har!”
Do people seriously think they are original in their joking? Are they trying to be helpful? I’ll never understand it.
I didn’t get too many comments that bothered me while I was pregnant. I am, however, bothered by the fact that my mother in law STILL comments on how HUGE I was. Yeah, my daughter is almost 10 months old, and she was close to 9 pounds! I was all belly and never felt huge. But why does she still feel the need to mention it?
I loved all of the attention I got when I was HUGELY pregnant (and not so hugely pregnant). But I’m a Leo. I love attention. Though I don’t like it enough to go through the hassle of pregnancy and all of it’s discomforts (that was the biggest understatement of the year) and my dread of the helpless infant stage again.
However, I have noticed that either pregnant people want attention (like I did) and are pissed if you ignore the elephant in the room (that pun was a stretch, sorry), or don’t want any at all…How the Hell can you tell? Sure, it’s rude to make remarks about a person’s size, but if every remark is going to be misinterpreted, one may as well just stay home. and where is the fun in THAT?
My first grade student made me laugh so hard we he said, “From the back it’s like nothing, then you turn around and it’s like WHOA!” Kids have no filters and I can accept that. Adults, well, there is just no excuse.
Worst comment or question I was asked while I was pregnant was by a older lady in the grocery store. She yelled across the check out lane and asked “Are you going to breastfeed that baby?” Really? That is your business why? The worst thing anyone said to me after I had the baby was a waitress at a restaurant. My daughter was maybe 1 month old at best and while the baby was sitting in her car seat beside of me the waitress asked me “When are you due?” OMG..you mean there is more than one in there!!! She walked away & another waitress came and took our order.
My daughter is 3 and my own Mother still likes to make comments about my pregnancy size. With my son I gained over 100lbs. She even pulls out pictures of my big butt and shows everyone. When I was pregnant with my daughter I gained only 30lbs. She also likes to do a side by side comparison with pictures from both pregnancy! Nice Mom, Thanks!
At 23 weeks my parents were admiring my belly.
Mom: I was never that big.
Dad: Yes you were – when the baby was ready to be born.
Nice, thanks guys.
I also get “Are you sure it’s not twins” a lot.
No stories of my own (never been preggo) but I will never forget when I was 16 and my stepmother was pregnant. A male friend of the family, who had a really big beer belly himself, came over to visit. He sat down at the table, looked at my stepmom, and said, “Boy, you’re huge!” And being the fiery woman that my stepmother is, she looked him dead in the eye, and said, “Yep, I sure am. So, tell me, when are YOU due?” It was awesome.
I agree wholeheartedly. There is no winning. I have wanted attention and not wanted attention on different days.
Most of the time, I don’t have a problem. There are not too many strangers commenting on the street and good friends/co-workers all know what is happening. I think it was just being at a party with many acquaintances I rarely see that made it into more of a spectacle thing.
When asked “was it planned” with my son I had a really strong urge to be a smart ass and ask “what, the baby or having sex?”
Also after coming home from the hospital with my newborn baby and being exhausted and sore beyond words, whats the first thing my grandmother does? Rubs my belly and says “oh look how fat you are! It looks like you’re already pregnant with #2!!” I wanted to cry.
I was a nanny for a three year old when I was pregnant my first time. One day while sitting at the table for lunch he looks over at me and said, “Nina, you look like an orca.”
Well, at least it’s a pretty whale.
A co-worker walked my and said, “wow you’re really starting to fill out back there.” She was referring to my ass. Thankfully when my husband picked me up and saw her he whispered, “you mean double wide over there said YOU were getting fat?” I love that man.
ahhhhaa I just gave you all my email address. Oh dear.
i’m only 24 weeks in but at about 18 weeks i was at the pool in a bikini and my neighbor asked how far along i was (which i thought was nice) and when i asked how she knew she said i had “a nice bump going on”……..well just last week she looked at me as i waddled my way from the car and passed her and she said ” dang! you definitely look pregnant now!” i simply smiled and said “thanks i sure do!” i was wearing a baggy tshirt and maternity pants that day……..
I had multiple people say “Are you crazy?” when I was pregnant with number 2. My son was only 6 months at the time and yes it was planned thank you.
When I was about five or six months I was asked if I was carrying twins. My doc said I was measuring small so I guess they were insane.
The best part was when I was 8 months and huge and a guy asked when I was due and I said with a straight face “I’m not pregnant.” I let him freak out for a minute then told him I was kidding.
I got that glance so many times, but I had to stop wearing my ring about halfway through because of swelling. If I had to deal with the customer for awhile I made sure to mention my husband so I didn’t get any snark from them.
“I have too many dicks in life already.” Love it, and as a mother of two girls, I’ll have to remember that one… because three years after learning I was having a second girl, people are STILL asking that boring old question about trying for a boy. Yawn….
I was pretty lucky in general though, and didn’t cop many rude comments in either pregnancy. Just from rude bitches (read: a former coworker) trying to rile me because she was jealous and couldn’t handle the fact that everyone else was saying such nice things to me (I’m guessing she didn’t ‘glow’ when she was pregnant). Occasionally strangers would say something idiotic but I’d just roll my eyes.
My husband’s best friend visited us right before I had our daughter and then came a few months later to see the baby. The first thing he said to me was “Manders, you look good! I hadn’t seen you since you were fat.” Apparently I gave him “the look!”
My doorman said to me: “Any day now!” as I exited the building at 24 weeks.
This one is my favorite:)
I got told I looked cute a lot more when I was preggers with the twins than with my singletons. I finally understood that cute was a euphemism for “dangerously large in the . . . WHOA! Watch where you swing that thing”
“You’re looking quite PLUMP” from my MIL when I was about 15 weeks along…
From a late 20s aged coworker: “wow, you are starting to get fatter!” when I was about 13-14 weeks along – just the point when I was self conscious about not looking pregnant and still feeling the nauseous exhaustion of the early days. That one hurt my feelings and made me cry.
Another occasion: I went for a hike at Mt. Hood (about 2 miles with 1k feet of gain) at around 7.5 months along. Upon returning to the lodge, a woman in the bathroom asked: “did you really carry that baby all the way up the mountain?” I actually looked around thinking, what ba…? before it clicked what she meant. My wits were still with me then so I said, “no, I left him at bar while I hiked”. That exchange made me laugh. That was probably the best dumb comment I ever got.
I had a male coworker comment on how big I was getting and then in the next breath tell me that it would probably be better for me if the baby was smaller, you know, for the delivery.
I’m not sure why I didn’t punch him in the face.
Lots of comments “any day now” from complete strangers when I was 6-months pregnant. I choose to the tell one store clerk “nope, three more months to go” to which she replied “REALLY? But you’re the same size of another customer who is due NEXT WEEK”! My husband told her it’s best to stop talking and then she started apologizing!
The answer to “How many months are you?” made me laugh out loud! You so funny.
I was busing home from work on a very busy bus line 8 months pregnant with my first. A very nice young man offered me his seat, “wouldn’t want anyone to bump into that lovely belly of yours.” Yes, he was calling me huge, but he was also helping protect my GIANT belly from the 20 new people entering the bus. I was so greatful… But not 2 minutes later this 50ish lady comes up to me and DEMANDS my seat, stating that I should respect my elders (she walked just fine, in fairness to me I would have moved without being asked if she had a cane or something). When I replied that no, I will not be moving as I’m 8 months pregnant, she responded with the classic jerkoff “oh SORRY, I thought you were just BIG!”
When I was pregnant with my first daughter, a teenage boy said to me “That’s a whole lot of apple” quoting the fruit of the loom commercial. When the apple solo takes up the whole commercial, he was implying i was taking up the whole aisle. The NERVE of that boy. The irony of it all we were actually in the intimates section of the store. After he said it I quickly gave him the look of death, his mom slapped him in his head and quickly apologized….What made we feel even worse was I had 3 months left before I was due.
My weirdest one was a person who I didn’t really know well who came up to me at the pool, said “may I?”, the which I replied hesitantly, OK, thinking he was going to put a hand on my belly, (I was not thrilled about this, but oh, what the hell) when he leaned over, and put his ear on my belly… Um… huh. Very awkward moment.
Sometime in November, I was walking into the store and some woman said “Gonna be a Christmas baby!” Nope. I was due in mid-March. This comment so disturbed me that I asked my dr if I was too huge and there was something wrong with me. He told me that lady was an idiot. Love him.
When I was in my third trimester (in the blazing heat of summer, at the beach) with my third, my husband very foolishly started a sentence as follows: “Don’t take this the wrong way, but…”
I stopped him and informed him that he better think long and hard about whether or not he wanted to finish that thought.
About two weeks after my son was born, a department store cashier tried to sell me on a store credit card by telling me that I was expecting soon and would need the extra money. Yeah… that arguement didn’t work too well for her.
While at my grandfather’s funeral, 2 days before I had my 2nd boy, I had a man tell me that he couldn’t believe I was actually in public. He said people that pregnant shouldn’t even leave the house. To make matters worse, he said, “Boy! You look so uncomfortable, I hurt just looking at you.” Then followed his comments with several growns of disbelief. Yeah… I just walked away is absolute awe that someone could be so rude… At my grandfather’s funeral no less.
The one I was shocked by was this comment from a professor: “I didn’t even know you were married!” (I’m staff, so it wasn’t like it was MY professor, but still so very inappropriate in my opinion. Also, I was already 30 and had been married for almost 5 years before getting pregnant, so it’s not like I was shockingly young or something.)
Don’t we all feel “about ready to pop” even with 6 weeks remaining? I “popped” 10 days before my due date but I don’t think I was really much visibly bigger than I had been 2-4 weeks earlier – my weight gain practically stopped and I just got increasingly more uncomfortable.
I am due in 3 weeks. When I was flying in August, I was asked 5 times in the same airport if I was SURE it wasn’t twins. Gee thanks, but yes, I am SURE! This weekend was the best though. My husband and I went out to a nice dinner, and an old man came up to us and said, “Sorry about your condition. It’s a lot more fun to make them than it is to raise them.” Um, ok.
I was told it was impossible for me to get pregnant, so most people who know me just stare awkwardly. My father however had the best reaction ever. I hadn’t found out until it was physically visable/obvious, he asked me if the baby’s father knew. I was mid to late 5 months and was starting to develop a bump.
So I told my father I hadn’t told my son’s dad yet. His face was priceless.
Also, had a teacher from high school ask if my son’s father was in my life. Fail to see how that wouldn’t be considered a rude question to ask.
Someone asked me if I was off balance from all the weight gain. For the record, I was just into my 2nd trimester and had only gained 12 lbs at that point. Off balance????? Really?!?!?
“Now your husband can get the snip!” um. yeah. That falls into the category of “none of your business”. Boy/girl is good, but I wanted boy/boy just as much. And your reference to my husband’s fertility is not putting you on our christmas card list this year…
Hm… “I knew you were pregnant because you looked like death” or something to that effect.
Oh and when you’re trying to get on a crowded commuter train and then get a seat, they ignore you like the white elephant in the room.
The worst comment I got was about a week after I had my son because he was 10 days early and I went to the cleaners and the attendant asked why I wasn’t at the hospital having the baby, so I just pointed at the car and say well he is already there, in his defense I did looked still pregnant.
Eeesh, getting the TWIN question. I just think ppl are awkward around pregnant people. Don’t know what else to talk about except the pregnancy. I always tell pregnant women they are gorgeous b/c they are. And sometimes it makes them feel better. When ppl would say that to me, I’d just smile and nod. Except for when my sister said it, then I knew she meant it. I don’t think I remember any bad comments when I was pregnant. Not many people talked to me, actually. Must have been my scowl. Or that I stayed home a lot ;).
I tend to follow Dave Barry’s advice: Unless you see a baby actually coming out of a woman, NEVER ask if she is pregnant. It has worked for me so far…
When I was pregnant with my 2nd and last child and in my 8th month, I had a male co-worker say “you just keep getting bigger and bigger.” My reply “my shape unlike your hair will come back.” Really!
Oh mah lordy. I was asked quite ominously by a checker, out of the blue, “how much time do you have left”? It left me speechless for a minute trying to figure out if she was asking if I was dying!! Then there was the acupuncturist who insisted I was having a boy because girls make their mother more beautiful. She pointedly looked me in the eye as she said it, and then repeated herself. In hindsight I think she was trying to get a smile out of me, but since I was there to try and get labor going before running out of time (my water had broken but no contractions), I was in no mood to be called fugly. Hugely pregnant women on the verge of labor are a tough audience, lady!
When I was seven months pregnant with my first, my last trip was to go visit my parents in Oregon. When I went through US customs (I live in Canada) the agent asked where I was going, and then…”are you going to pop while you’re there?” I still had 2 full months to go, and was by no means huge at that point, but still…
Now I’m at 27 weeks and feel huge and clumsy, but my doctor was on me at my last appointment to “eat more”. I’m just sick of the once-over and thoughtless comments EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. I see certain people in my life. Argh.
Another good one, with 1st baby: my MIL, who was blind, by the way, repeatedly told me I’d “better watch myself” about my weight – and the first time she told me it, I’d gained only 3 lbs net, so I was absolutely flabbergasted. When I’d hug her, she’d grope my back to see if there was more to hold onto. When she said it again at the middle of the dinner table in front of guests, my husband freaked out and called her on it. They didn’t speak again for two months.
it took me forever to get big when I was pregnant but I have always been a little chubby. people kept telling me I didn’t look pregnant and it just made me think “oh ok thanks. I just look fat then?”
I had a maternity tshirt that I loved and wore even before I was big. It had what looked to be a baby X-ray cartoon on my tummy area. someone actually asked “omg are you pregnant??” and I told her no. I just like eating babies.
I was in a men’s store with my husband when I was about 6 months pregnant with twins. The salesman said to me “Wow, when are you due?” I looked at him as serious as possible and replied “What? Oh, I’m not pregnant.” I have never seen someone turn so pale so quickly. Of course, afterwards I laughed and my husband explained my sense of humor to being asked the question a thousand times. Anyway – I liked turning the tables for one minute.
I’m a 42C (just had a baby) and use playtex underwire its really makes me look and feel a lot smaller.
With my first child, one of my friends said to me “Wow, you’ve just exploded!” – what do you say to that! Am pregnant with my 3rd now and would love a few good comebacks to the unwanted comments!
The most upsetting thing I heard while pregnant is how small my belly was. Between seven to 9 months lots of women said how small I was. So I spent those months in a panic that something was wrong with my baby and he wasn’t growing right. AT 38 weeks and 5 days I felt pretty freaking huge (gained 45 pounds) and went into labour with a healthy boy.
Mother to 4 in 4 and a bit years…
I got a lot of were they planned questions, and yes they were except for maybe the first we weren’t ‘trying’ but weren’t preventing either.
the other one was don’t u have a TV? Honestly if I had a dollar every time I heard that… my reply was actually we have 3 but this was better 🙂
and a lot of wow u have your hands full.
in all honesty I had more good then bad, just some very rude strangers.
my story is from after i had my son. He was about two weeks and i had someone look at me and say” so… lemme guess… four or five months.” I know the still looking pregnant when you leave the hospital but it still irritated me to no end. My response was “no he is about two weeks old but thanks for the joke a..hole.”
When I was pregnant with our second daughter, I encountered a woman in a public restroom who asked when I was due (talking to strangers in the restroom is creepy to me, in the first place). It was August and I wasn’t due until November. Her response was, “November?!? Are you even going to be able to WALK by then??” I left that restroom in tears.
I have four children and my last one was 9lbs 13oz. I have had a hard to getting rid of my belly. My husband and I went to the carribean for our anniversary. On the last day there one of the ladies that work there yelled at me from across the compound “is it twins??” I was use to people asking me if I was pregnant. I understand because I do look like it. But twins?!?!?! I wasn’t that huge!!
My favorite comments were after I had my baby- 6 weeks early. He was a tiny little thing, which apparently was confusing to people, because I resembled a mama hippo while pregnant.
Comments ranged from “woah! I thought for sure you had a BIG boy in there!” To “why is he so small? What happened?”
I started telling people that I had a giant placenta. Which actually was true, but somehow bringing that up, ended the conversations quickly.