So I have to come realize that people have no filter... and they are nosy. When it comes to pregnancy, as I have said before, and I will say again, everyone knows everything about being pregnant. Here are a few examples...
Most recently...
Situation #1
Tonight I went out to eat with two fab girls and I work leggings and a figure hugging T-shirt...trying to embrace the preggo look. I did notice as I left the comfort of my own home in an outfit that was figure hugging that my bump looked much larger than the day before but what are you going to do about it? I go to dinner. My work bf rubs my tummy and is soooo excited about it. I eat my food...not an obscene amount, shop at Old Navy a bit, then decide to take ice cream home to the hubs. I go to Brewsters. For this of you who do not know this, it's an outside ice cream place with a high counter so most of my body is not visible while speaking to the 17 year old ice cream delivery girl. As she hands me my ordered ice cream, she states, "This will make the baby go crazy tonight." I laugh politely. She asks, "When are you due?" I tell her. She then procedes to tell me that my stomach is very big and I look 7 months pregnant. My initial reaction was to tell her that I didn't want the ice cream anymore instead I want to go home and slit my wrists. Thank you for the self esteem boost, hoochie. But, trying to be nice, I put $1 in the tip jar, grabbed my 150 grams of fat from her and told her, "well, I'm almost halfway there. It's going to get bigger before it gets smaller. Have a good night." I get home and tell the hubs the story. He starts googling Brewsters on his phone to call that ignorant chick up and give her a piece of his mind. I told him to stop, she didn't mean any harm by it. Sometimes I wish I wasn't so nice to people's faces bc I most certainly haven't been nice behind her back...
Situation #2
Standing in work in my scrubs, everyone asks to see how big my belly is. Fine. There you go. I lift my scrub top and show them the appearance of it in a tank top. Awesome. Most people, the nice people, say, "It's barely there." "You really aren't even showing." "Oh, you are so cute." However, there is always one Negative Nancy in the bunch. She decides to blurt out, "You know, Sarah, you are going to grow a big belly and you are going to get wider. I can tell by your body type. You are going to be really wide." Thanks. Did you want to slash my tires while you slashed my self esteem or did you just want to do that later???
Situation #3
Take me back to work... So, I had to go to an interview in dress clothes but had to stop by my current job on the way. My belly had popped the day before at an early 13.5 weeks. Most people might be excited. Me, no, I was devestated. Am I being selfish? Most likely. I wouldn't care of society wasn't so flippin' focused on weight and appearance. Ok. So I go up to work and I see a few people who are like, "Oh my gosh! You are showing! You are so cute! I love your belly!" I felt cuter than I had the day before so I was like, "Ok, this is fine. It'll be good. Everyone is being supportive of the midsection baby chub." THEN I see another coworker who had been told I was showing. She looks at me from around the corner and says, "How many weeks are you?" I round up and say, "14". She says, "You are much too big to be 14 weeks. You shouldn't be showing or anything. You are too big." I respond, "I've only gained 4 pounds." The response I really wanted to say was, "I'm pregnant so that's my excuse. You're not. Whats yours?" BUT I just smiled sweetly and said, "It's only going to get bigger. Thanks for noticing."
People are flat out ignorant and RUDE. I mean, why would you think it's ok to tell someone they are too big? If I wasn't pregnant and just getting fat, would they come tell me, "You are too big. Far too big." No. They wouldn't say anything to my face. They'd just talk behind my back. I'm fine with that. All women do it anyway. Most men don't notice and most could care less how big a woman's belly has gotten. Women are brutal and complete hooches. So, I had ventured out in tight clothing, attempting to embrace the belly. I will now go back to wearing too big T shirts and work out pants for casual and wearing loose fitting sun dresses and tanks. As it gets colder, I shall pull out all of the hoodies and wear them until they fall apart this year. I can't take the rude comments. I'm not as tough as some women. I've had body image issues all of my life.
And my poor husband.... he has to build me up everytime I get dressed with him near me. I feel so bad for him. He has to tell my I'm beautiful and that he loves the way I look. He gets so tired of hearing how people offend me. He wanted to go up to work and talk to the women that had hurt my feelings. I said "no". And I knew he would have ripped the Brewsters girl to shreds. Glad I said "no" to the one. Although, she would have learned her lesson on not commenting on pregnant people's bellies.
I'm really not being selfish. I love my baby but I don't love my body. I never have. I love my baby belly body in the comfort of my own home or hidden behind my scrub top that I now wear a size bigger in. And to think, it's only going to get bigger....
