My mother, mil, and both sisters that txt first thing every morning and say "how are you feeling, no baby yet" NOPE. No baby and now I don't even want to tell you when she's coming.
I'll change it up haha. I am about to go Office Space on the copier in my office. A few minutes ago I tried to copy something and the copier says it's out of paper (it's not). When I delete the job so I can try copying again from a specific tray that - guess what?! - does indeed have paper in it, I get a PRINTED PIECE OF PAPER with a notification that a job was deleted because the copier was OUT OF PAPER.
REALLY NOW. I am too pregnant for this shit. It's a good thing I'm about to go on maternity leave. *sigh*
I mentioned this on FB but I had a stranger asking me a lot of really rude questions. I don't know how I've managed to avoid it so far, but suddenly I was getting "you're too tiny--you can't be due in two weeks/are you taking your vitamins?/what's the baby's name?/are you going to eat before labor?/here's my birth story..." from the same lady who doesn't know me at all. I know people think they're acting interested and polite. But come on. Don't act like I haven't heard every woman on earth's birth story by now, and why on earth is it your business the baby's name or my vitamin consumption?
I feel for all of you mommas dealing with the "is the baby here yet" types of comments. They were the worst part of my days the last couple weeks. Stay staying, eat ice cream
My boss is still a TW. He still thinks it's funny to tell me every effing morning "No baby till at least (insert what ever time I get off that day) OK?" I get it you don't want me to go into labor at work. Ha ha effing ha. You are so funny and original. Now shut the hell up! And while I'm bitching about him he also insists on fist bumping me. No thank you, this is a place of business, not a cook out. We are not friends, I am your employee. And I don't even fist bump my friends because I am an adult and that shit is silly.
This one is a little unfair, but my life is unfair so..... My MIL on Sunday would not freaking stop talking about my swollen feet. Right now the thing I am probably most self conscious about my SUPER DUPER swollen feet/ankles/calves. Honestly, it is really getting me down in a very irrational way. I finally just swelled out of my stretchy shoes so I have moved into my flip flops (which are the only things that fit on me now). And I am beyond freaking sick of wearing the same one pair of maternity jeans every day for months because they are the only pants that fit me. So, Sunday I wore my flip flops and a super comfy dress to church. Afterwards we stopped at my in-laws just to visit for an hour. I was sitting on the couch by MIL and she just kept going on and on about my "poor feet" and just when I thought we had moved on in the conversation she would circle back to my feet and give me sad sympathy eyes. I would literally not even respond and just move on talking about something else. The woman would not take the hint. In general I am just so sick of having a body that makes people feel sorry for me. I mean, I get it, you should feel sorry for me. But, I don't want to know that my existence illicits sympathy and total wonder. I just want to be a normal person again. I remember feeling this way with DD1, but this time it is to a whole new level. Like, I am still a person, a woman. I am still me. Can we not talk about my body all the time?
Me: 28 year old SAHM/Birth Doula DH: 30 year old pneumatic electrical engineer
Married: October 8, 2011
DD1: September 24, 2013 BFP: June 25, 2016 and MC: July 3, 2016 DD2: April 16, 2017 BFP: November 30, 2018 EDD: August 14, 2019
@mrsstuessy I feel you! We visited my husbands aunt over the weekend. His grown ass cousin (he must be around 50) had the audacity to tell me I should put on some make up and do my hair because it will make me feel better. He also made a comment about my swollen feet (which are no where as swollen compared to my first pregnancy) and started giving me advice that I should consume less salt. Really dude shut the f** up! This is my second pregnancy, how many times have you been pregnant? **sigh**
Yeah, I am really tired of the swollen feet/ankle comments as well. Yes, I've tried putting my feet up. Yes, I'm drinking as much water as I possibly can. Yes, I've tried to reduce my salt intake (some days are better than others). Yes, of course I've been watching my blood pressure and it's been perfectly fine the whole time. Sometimes you're just really pregnant and your feet get two sizes bigger and there's not a lot that can be done about it. Ugh.
Thankfully all of these people making comments have been women, because @beemaya83 if a man had said that to me I probably would've sarcastically asked him for a footrub. Haha
My ob actually told me that salt intake has nothing to do with swelling during pregnancy and cutting back won't make a difference. I love throwing that in peoples faces when they make comments like that! It drives me nuts that people feel like they have the right to comment on a woman's pregnancy that they know nothing about!
My TW is so called friends who are total selfish biotches... I am SO tired of people who don't care at all when you are dealing with tough situations or try to minimize them, but then when they are dealing with something they want you to listen as if it's the biggest most difficult thing anyone has ever dealt with in the whole world. Ain't nobody got time for that . I think I will be taking a break from their nonsense for a while.
KirstinH88
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Re: TW Tuesday 4/4
I like that that we all have the same TW lol
REALLY NOW. I am too pregnant for this shit. It's a good thing I'm about to go on maternity leave. *sigh*
And while I'm bitching about him he also insists on fist bumping me. No thank you, this is a place of business, not a cook out. We are not friends, I am your employee. And I don't even fist bump my friends because I am an adult and that shit is silly.
My MIL on Sunday would not freaking stop talking about my swollen feet. Right now the thing I am probably most self conscious about my SUPER DUPER swollen feet/ankles/calves. Honestly, it is really getting me down in a very irrational way. I finally just swelled out of my stretchy shoes so I have moved into my flip flops (which are the only things that fit on me now). And I am beyond freaking sick of wearing the same one pair of maternity jeans every day for months because they are the only pants that fit me. So, Sunday I wore my flip flops and a super comfy dress to church. Afterwards we stopped at my in-laws just to visit for an hour. I was sitting on the couch by MIL and she just kept going on and on about my "poor feet" and just when I thought we had moved on in the conversation she would circle back to my feet and give me sad sympathy eyes. I would literally not even respond and just move on talking about something else. The woman would not take the hint.
In general I am just so sick of having a body that makes people feel sorry for me. I mean, I get it, you should feel sorry for me. But, I don't want to know that my existence illicits sympathy and total wonder. I just want to be a normal person again. I remember feeling this way with DD1, but this time it is to a whole new level. Like, I am still a person, a woman. I am still me. Can we not talk about my body all the time?
DH: 30 year old pneumatic electrical engineer
BFP: June 25, 2016 and MC: July 3, 2016
DD2: April 16, 2017
BFP: November 30, 2018 EDD: August 14, 2019
BFP #1 12/23/13 MMC 01/24/14 @ 9w5days
Thankfully all of these people making comments have been women, because @beemaya83 if a man had said that to me I probably would've sarcastically asked him for a footrub. Haha