I went out for happy hour with some friends from work past and present - one of whom is 34 weeks pregnant. I haven't seen her since well before her pregnancy, so I have no idea if this is what she is always like as a pregnant person. First off - yes people were asking her about her pregnancy and yes, of course she should answer. (She's one of those pergnant women who is pregnant only in the belly - it's disgusting - not that I'm jealous) But it seemed like everything she said was in relation to pregnancy - everything. It made me feel anxious and sad and jealous - and I'm 8w pregnant! Granted, no one knows so I wasn't mentioning it but... ugh.
Anyway, I had ordered a small snack of bbq chicken strips and they were served with blue cheese dressing. She decided to order some but asked me about the dressing then expressed sadness... "no blue cheese" she said. I asked if she didn't like it and she replied with "no, I can't" and pointed at her belly.
Really? Blue cheese dressing? For crying out loud I'm sure it's out of a big jug and pasteurized to the nth degree.
I just continued to dunk my strips into dip, fishing for the hunks of cheese and shoving them in my mouth.