I know part of my rage is hormonal but I'm sick of people at work pointing out every single day how pregnant or tired or swollen or out of breath I look. I don't even get a good morning or a hello anymore. It's always " wow you look so tired today" " wow you must be due soon" " are there two babies in there?" I know most people mean well and that some just don't know how to talk to pregnant women as if we were no longer normal humans, but I'm getting very annoyed lately and cannot wait to be left alone.... The other thing is the people who see me coming and immediately start to waddle like penguins imitating me, isn't that rude??? Sorry had to rant, otherwise I may say something mean at work to one of these people.                
                             
        
Re: People and their comments
They are sooo rude.
In my life I'm ticked about the nice comments, heaven help the person who actually has something rude to say. I was called cute yesterday and wanted to take their head off. I'll be 40 this year...way too old for cute. I'm feeling huge...I was covered in food my toddler smeared all over me and you call me cute! Yeah, hormonal much?
My pregnant crabby response was, "Yep, I just looked fat before!"
Maybe next time you won't say anything.....GRRR!
No shit. That's how it works
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The other day when I saw my aunt she would not stop touching my belly (I have made it clear how much I don't like it, but try to tolerate it because they are family and I know they are just excited for me) Then she continued to go on and on about the baby and my pregnancy and how I "don't walk like a pregnant woman" WTF does that even mean?! It just annoyed me that anytime I would try to talk about anything else she would brush it off and go back to talking about the baby. Now, please don't get me wrong. I'm extremely happy and excited about my baby too but I'm still a freaking person. With a life that involves things other than me being pregnant. Am I crazy or anyone else feel this way?!
She looks at me, touches my belly, and asks if I'm carrying triplets. When I blinked, said "What?", she asked it again. In all seriousness. When I told her no, she asked if it was "Twins."
"No, Nanny, there's just ONE in there."
Then after everyone left our house (this was during an unwanted party), I cried. Up until that moment, I honestly thought I wasn't large.
I forgive her because she's got some dementia and is in her 80's, but gawddamnit woman...way to make me feel shit-tastic about myself.
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Proud Mother to 16 year old Austin (MCJROTC Sgt., Trumpet playing "Band Nerd" and hopeful Air Force Pilot!)
Proud Stepmother to 12 year old Josh (Baseball playing, Saxophone playing "Band Nerd" and hopeful Doctor!)
Proud Mother to baby Kaylee (Stuffed toy playing, Adorable smiling baby and hopeful Rodeo Princess!)
>>>---FSU--->
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I teach high school also! The end of the year is so crazy and they keep blaming my so called moodiness on the baby. 11 more days!
I was so irritated!
Me 28 DH 30
After 4+ years TTC
At least 4 out of the 5 days I work I hear:
I used to laugh off the questions and remarks... but seriously... sometimes I just want to yell LEAVE ME ALONE! Uber bitch mode -> ACTIVATED!