I’m at that point in this pregnancy where I’m afraid to venture out into public for fear of offending people with my largeness. I can’t imagine why I’m feeling this way since everyone has been so kind in their comments to me:
“You’re looking very pregnant!” “Maybe you’re having twins.” “When are you due? You look ready!” “Are you sure you’re not having twins?”
I fully realize that I’m roughly the size of a well-built water buffalo, but I really think I could do without the constant reminders. Thankfully, my husband is enraptured with my growing belly and can’t tell me enough how cute he thinks I am. And I don’t mind remarks made by those women who are still in their childbearing years. I know they understand what it’s like to be at this stage where as the older folks seem to have forgotten what it feels like to grow a belly deserving of its own area code.
Well, I guess I’ll just have to get used to the various comments I’ll be receiving for the next month and a half or so because after this baby is born I’ll have to get used to hearing “What a big boy/girl you have! He/she must be such a good eater!”