I honestly have tried to refrain from bitching and moaning about being pregnant. You are probably saying to yourself, "Really? Because that is all she writes about latley." Well, I have limited myself. I could write everyday about the new horrors I have faced, like peeing my pants at Marshals or the stupid ass that asked me if I was having twins.
I wish people would quit saying things to me like, "What are you still doing here? I thought that you would be at home with a new baby." or "How far along are you?" "When are you due?" or some other assinine question lets me know they are thinking, "Good hell she is huge, I wonder how she can still be standing upright?"
The other thing I get lately is advice and old wives tales on how to get labor started. "Yes, I have tried taking long walks. Yes, I have tried spicy food. Yes, I have . . . um. . . I really don't like to talk about that with people at church. Yes, I have coughed, sneezed and rubbed my tummy while patting my head."
I am also tired of people staring at me. I catch them staring and I give them the stink eye while in my mind I yell, "What are ya staring at Bung Eyes?!" Usually a few minutes later I reach down and realize 6 inches of my stretch marked belly are hanging below my shirt. Aww, that explained the look of shocked disgust on their faces.
I have been to the hospital twice now, but with no luck. I am positive if I were in Logan I would have had this baby already. Instead of having a Triage Dr. at the hospital they would actually call your doctor (you know the one that actually knows what the hell is going on) and ask him what to do. Oh, and speaking of my Dr., she of course is out of town along with the majority of the other dr.'s in the office. Good Hell!!!!! I have been totally happy with my prenatal care up to this point but what kind of OB office allows the majority of their dr.'s to go on vacation at the same time. I can't get an appointment and who the hell is going to deliver my baby!!!!!
7 years ago
4 comments:
i think my insides are going to fall out.
What are Bung Eyes? Haha
When I was six months along with my first baby a customer loudly asked one of the other associates when I was going to "pop" seriously, six months with my FIRST baby. I was only just looking certifiably pregnant instead of possibly just fat.
People are idiots.
Stink-eye the hell out of them.
I am not pregnant, but I am SO SICK of people asking me when I am going to have kids. Not kidding, I get it a few times a week. One guy even scolded me because I've been married "forever" and he has only been married 1 year longer than me and he has 2 kids. I am sure if I were you and people were saying those things to me, kidneys would be punched.
Good heavens, have been always been so f-in nosey and invasive?
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