So I was in Hallmark with C this afternoon looking for a card for my MIL when an older woman comes up to coo at C. It happens, he's adorable, so I stopped and answered her questions.
Yes, he's big for 13 weeks.
Yes, he's breastfed.
Yes, he sleeps well.
Yes, I'm a lucky momma to have such a great baby.
NO, I AM NOT HAVING IRISH TWINS!!!!!
She seriously patted my stomach and asked if I was having Irish twins. ISHITYOUNOT! I wanted to cry. I have four more pounds to lose. Four. I know I'm a little squishy now, but seriously... that stung. A lot. I'm still sad.
I'm going to go eat cheesecake now. It's obviously not worth it to lose all the weight if I still look knocked up.
Re: I sometimes hate people...
As hard as it may be don't let it get you down, some people just open up there mouth and insert foot. Only having 4 lbs left to lose is pretty awesome!
But by all means enjoy some cheesecake!
OUCH! What is wrong with some people!?? Don't let stupid comments get you down.
Months before I ever got pregnant my grandmother put her hand on my tummy and asked if I was expecting... I was so appalled! And then... when I was 6 months along and just starting to show through clothes better... and was so proud of my bump? "You've got almost nothing there." was her comment. Ugh! Can't win!!
Also, I get the big for his age comment all the time too. What?
I definitely still look a solid 6 months pregnant if I'm sitting. Standing is better, but still... I live in fear of the moment when someone asks. My hypothetical plan is to say "no, are you?" But I don't think I'd actually have the balls.
Yes still this baby. I'm not Holly Madison or Heidi Klum. I can't be in a bikini in two months! If I had access to plastic surgery and a personal trainer then maybe. Ugh.
Now I'm worried about seeing my husband this weekend.