Our due date is in less than 2 weeks and I’m so excited I could pee myself.
No, wait. That’s the baby pressing on my bladder constantly.
Peeing myself has been one of my fears in pregnancy, thus far unrealised. Thankfully. Although I doubt that fear will go aware after delivery.
I’ve learned a few lessons during this pregnancy. Allow me to share them as they come to me. Currently 3 come to mind:
- When someone tells you what they’re going to name their baby, don’t tell them you have a friend who named their kid the same thing. Unless intentionally naming after a family member (or I guess a famous person), no one wants to hear how unoriginal they are. I hate-hate-hate hearing, “oh I have a friend who named their son that.” I’ve heard it several times – and we did not pick a name that is common.
- Don’t repeatedly ask your pregnant friend if she’s sure there aren’t twins in there. She’s sure. The dr. has assured her. The sonogram has assured her. You are not a dr, you’re just calling her really fat. – and why do I even have to write that one? How is that not common sense?
- If you’re pregnant, reconsider posting pictures of your bare pregnant belly for all to see. My best friend was over the other day and asked to see my stomach. I lifted my shirt and she busted out laughing. I haven’t heard her laugh that hard in years. Now, is that something I would want to share with a wider range of people? No. Likewise, it’s not something I want to see from the pregnant population at large. Also making sonogram pics profile pics isn’t my preference either. It doesn’t really bother me, I just can’t really read them so all I see is a grey confusing blob.
Now I know these are just one hormonal woman’s irritations, but that’s the beauty of it being my blog, isn’t it?
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