June 22, 2008

Another little something that I don't remember from the first time around...strangers are fascinated with the pregnant. Maybe it's because I was in New York last time and most people were paying attention to my stomach only long enough to decide whether or not they needed to offer up their seats on the subway. Here, random folks are constantly commenting on my "condition" and my appearance or asking about my due date or the baby's gender. Yesterday two teenage girls gasped as they walked by me and one said, "Ooh, she's pregnant." I couldn't tell if it was more like "Ooh, you smell good" or "Ooh, you stepped in something." Probably something more along the lines of "Ooh, your stomach is HUGE."

About two minutes prior, a man had pointed out that I was expecting ("Indeed.") and then asked how far along I was and whether I knew what I was having. And just before that, another stranger sitting next to me struck up a conversation about how girl babies have faster heart rates than boys and how back in her day that was how you knew what you were having.

All in all, I don't mind. I think that it's sort of sweet. And not such a bad thing to be shown some general goodwill when out and about. Especially in these last few weeks, when I vacillate wildly between feeling on one hand immense and slow and sweaty and on the other brimming with new life and miracles and secrets.

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Blogger Lisa said...

I have to say that I usually loved it when people commented on my pregnant belly(ies). It does get a little annoying when you are really preggo...seems that the more pregnant you are the less patience you have for stupid comments. Good luck getting through the last few weeks. It will be over before you know it! :)

11:42 PM  
Blogger Katy said...

I will never forget when a woman commented on my belly as I was walking in the afternoon heat to my car. "Girl, it won't long now," she said with the sweetest sympathy.

But I still had like 3 months to go.

People would ask me if I were having twins. In fact, I believe a doctor even asked me that. That kind of shit can be disheartening.

9:46 AM  
Blogger Shannon said...

I've had more random strangers strike up conversations with me while I was pregnant than I've ever had.

Some were spooky like one woman walking right up to me in a shoe store, looked me straight in the eyes and said "You're having a boy" and then walked away. That was when I was pregnant with Brendon.

And then others who'd say annoying things like "Every time I see you, you get bigger and bigger!!", said by the security guard where I worked....everyday.

And then an employee at Payless who said "My friend is 7 months pregnant and she's smaller than YOU are", after I told her I was 4 months pregnant.

7:34 PM  
Blogger Natalie Jane said...

Sweet. And I'm glad you used the word vacillate. When it use it, people always ask me what it means.

2:43 PM  
Blogger Shannon said...

Any baby yet?

9:17 PM  
Blogger Paige said...

shannon,
thanks for the nudge. blogging's gone by the wayside a bit, but I'm sure that I'll have a lot more time once the baby comes.

right?
right??

9:17 PM  
Blogger Shannon said...

Uh, well......

Hey, you never know ;)

11:48 PM  

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