I gained a lot of weight in my last pregnancy. I think the final count was about 80 pounds. And yet, four months post-partum, I'm in almost all my regular clothes, with the exception of a few particularly skinny things. My regular clothes are a size 4-6. I haven't dieted nor started working out. I just have a baby who nurses around the clock and six other kids to run around with constantly.
Feelin' pretty good about myself.
That is until yesterday at the bank.
I was holding the baby and had three of the other kids with me. The clerk said, "You have your hands full today." I replied, "I have my heart full today."
She said, "Oh, that's sweet. How far along are you?"
"How many months pregnant are you," she said again, pointing at my stomach.
I stared at her in complete disbelief. Finally I said, pointing to the baby in my arms, "This one just came out of me a few months ago. You think I'm pregnant again?"
What could she say, "Oh, sorry 'bout that."
The clerk next to her, a man, stared at her with a look that said, "I'm so glad I didn't say something that stupid." I told her, "You know he's going to completely mock you when I walk out of here."
On a crazier note, I was in Target a couple days ago with the baby in the Moby Wrap. This young woman said to me, "Is that your baby?"
"Is that your baby?"
"You mean the one I'm wearing? Yes, this is my baby."
"Oh," she said, "He looks Asian."
I guess it's just inconceivable. Alrighty then.
I will never ever ever think that men have the corner on stupid things said to women about pregnancies and babies. In my experience women are 10 times worse. Those of our fairer sex seem to have no problem putting our foot in our mouth.
Schools really should offer a class on making small talk, because there are a lot of people who don't know how to do it well at all.