There are a lot of things I have heard pregnant women complain about when it comes to dealing with society their interest in a woman's pregnancy. Up until this past month, not much bothered me. But lately, there have been several things that just hit a nerve. It could be partially that I have a sudden irrational short fuse these days. Or it could just be that I'm tired of hearing the SAME thing over and over again. Here's the list of things Nikki is less tolerant of:
- "You're having a boy, aren't you?" Nope. Despite originally thinking I was going to have a boy, the doctor says with 99% certainty that this is a girl. I don't care what you know about how when it's a boy, the belly goes out front and when it's a girl, the belly goes all around like a tire. I think every woman carries child the way her body is equipped to do so. I do not thing the shape of the baby's genitalia has anything to do with the mother's body.
- "You're going to pop any day now, huh?" Nope. People have been telling me that for a month and I still have 2-3 weeks left. When I tell them that, they usually say one of the following: "Are you having twins?!" or "You're going to have the baby early!" Again, nope. Just one baby. All three ultrasounds agree on that one. And again, nope. If my first delivery is any indication, this baby is going to hold on as long as possible. Premature babies do not run in my family. If anything, well developed, large babies run in the family. Honestly, the reason I'm so big is because I have a lot of amniotic fluid. Tell me random-person-on-the-elevator, do you really want to discuss how much fluid is in my sac?
- Getting the stink-eye while carrying a coffee. My doctor said one cup of joe per day is fine. Besides, what if it's decaf (which sometimes it is)?? I shouldn't have to defend myself. The end.
Beyond these three bullet points, I have hadn't too many issues. No stranger has tried to touch my belly. Only friends. And I'm okay with that. Oh and no one has tried to kiss my belly. Thank goodness for THAT. I had a stranger do that to me on the beach while I was in a bikini last year. That means a random hippie chick kissed my bare skin while I was all hot and covered in sunscreen. NOT OK LADY.