Last night we went to DH's grandparents' house, the one with the grandpa who had the recent heart surgery. Anyway, their daughter was in for the weekend and we all try to go up there to eat when her family is in. It was constant baby talk with my anatomy scan coming up this Friday. Topics of conversation included:
-"Are you sure there's just one in there?"
-"I don't know why you'd want to try to have a baby without an epidural." Hmm. Because maybe I don't want to get it in my mind that it's all going to be pain-free from the time I walk into the hospital door and then be surprised when I'm hurting because of the lack of an epidural. I'd prefer to have my own labor and delivery experience, not relive my in-law family experiences. Ugh.
-"I had two c-sections and it was awesome. I'd do it again." Yes, but you didn't know your birthing canal was too small until you were in labor with your first child, and had to have said c-section. That's great and fine that you got to schedule your second delivery, but so far I haven't been told any of that. So stop acting like that's the only way to deliver a baby.
-"In a month or so, you're going to be huge. And miserable." Thank you, thank you, thank you. That's something to look forward to.
Sorry, vent over. I just get so tired of people giving their unwanted negative feedback on all things pregnancy, especially family. I wonder if we could just not talk about it for oh, say, the next 20-21 weeks. Thanks for letting me vent.
Re: Family Dinners (vent)
Sometimes families suck, sorry that your dinner wasn't enjoyable.
Lots of hugs. I've been pretty luck with most people. Usually they have asked me how I'm doing and then make a general comment about how their pregnancy(s) went. Last night the one I got was from a girl that's a little younger than me (in her mid 20s I'm guessing) and she asked me how far along I was (normal qu). I told her and she was shocked because she thought I was a bit small. She casually asked me if I've been measuring to my week # and I told her yes. To me that's a polite way of asking if things are going well without getting into anything. Kind of thought it was a bit different but manageable. Then she mentioned to me that her 10 month old that was sitting across the table from me came out at 9 pounds 4 ounces. After hearing that, her comments/questions made a LOT more sense. She's not family but someone I met at a housewarming party for a mutual friend. My own mother on the other hand can be a handful, but I'll leave her out of this.
Hopefully your luck turns around and people start making nicer comments.