Has anyone else noticed that when you’re pregnant it’s like you are treated the best and worst you’ve ever been treated?
On one hand people fawn over you, always asking, “How are you feeling?”
On the other, some people don’t seem to hold back topics that would otherwise be seen as quite rude.
For instance, my 87 year old grandmother thinks nothing of asking, “How’s your weight?” during our phone calls.
Because I live in a small town, I can’t tell you all the fun tid-bits I’ve experienced thus far, for fear that some people may be identifiable. Perhaps, they’ve remarked similar things to you while you were carrying another human being?
Pregnancy is full of enough ups and downs without the fun comments from family, friends, and strangers alike. So for the more dense I’m providing the following filter. I would like you (and by you, I mean the percentage of this universe that has a hard time with their internal filter) to stop and think of these things before speaking. I may print these on a t-shirt and wear it every day.
- My size. Yeah, I’m getting bigger by the second. I’m almost six months pregnant and that’s what is supposed to be happening. Thank. You. Very. Much.
- Your horrifying birth story. Don’t really need to hear that. Birth will be a reality before I know it. Let me keep my rose-colored glasses on for a bit longer.
- The size of my baby. I’m 5’8″ and not small, but that doesn’t mean I’m a morbidly obese giant. By no means does my stature allow you to guess that my baby will be 15 lbs. Yes, that happened.
- And finally, if you’ve never been pregnant, try and refrain from commenting on what I’m going through or how the rest of my pregnancy will go. When you are pregnant, every day, week and month is different. If you caught me on a bad day, you might not get to see beautiful, glowing pregnant woman. Instead, you may see the exhausted, starving, slightly bitchy one. They both exist.
Please share with me how the Pregnancy Filter has affected you. What fun tid-bits have folks shared/spat at you while you were preggo?
And yes, maybe you are catching me on a bitchy day.