I was just on facebook and one of my friends had the following as her status:
just got shamed for not offering a pregnant woman a seat on the train (by said pregnant woman). it looked like a gut. wouldn't it have been more offensive if i offered it and she wasn't pregnant?
Want to know what I hate? When people assume you don’t want to do
things because you’re pregnant…so they don’t even bother inviting you.
I know there are some pregnant ladies who would rather stay home with
their feet up, but not this pregnant lady. Perhaps that’s because being
home means I’m running around after a crazy almost-two-year-old. This
morning, I had to chase him down and pry a screwdriver from his hand
(the kid knows how to open everything, including Nick’s toolbox which
was in the closet). Alex is the most incredible little man in the world
and he makes my heart melt on a daily basis (like when he says “I love
you Mommy” out of the blue -- swoon!), but I am a mother who is not
afraid to admit that I like a break from my child.
Alex trying to give me a chocolate kiss. (He did not succeed…I’m still bigger!)
Just for the record, I am very optimistic about the New Year. I feel incredibly lucky to be pregnant, healthy, and starting a family, and I am SO ready emotionally for this baby to arrive. I just can't wait to meet her, and every time I read about how she's developing, I have to stop myself from crying crazy tears of joy. I am that much of a sap.
Here I am, six months pregnant now — and I'm feeling pretty proud of my growing belly. To me, it's looking nice and round, and a heck of a lot bigger than before I got pregnant. Here's a picture taken this weekend:
I'm making progress, right? Well, apparently, to the rest of the world, I'm not pregnant enough.
When I was in my first trimester and not showing, I couldn't wait to develop the telltale bump for the sole reason that I'd be able to get a seat on the subway. I have a 45-minute commute to work on the train and typically don't get a seat until about 20 minutes into the ride after we make a few stops.
If people knew I was pregnant now, I thought, they'd definitely give up their seat for me. After all, I'm pregnant!
Oh, the young, naïve me! Four months later, there's absolutely no mistaking that I'm "in the family way," but I'm still standing. At least 60 percent of the time. I've calculated my chances of some kind soul actually relinquishing their cherished seat for me, and it's about 40/60, with the odds not in my favor.
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