It's been a fun week, getting to tell people about the baby. I thought a lot of people knew, due to the nature of how we got here, but it's surprising how many people don't know.
To me, telling someone that I am pregnant is one of the best things in the world. It's like eating a box of really good chocolates - it's addicting - when I finish one, I can't wait for another. I love the look on peoples' faces when I tell them, I love how excited they get when I show them the pictures. I don't even mind the questions about morning sickness, weight gain, or my breast feeding intentions.
I will say this, though. I am really uncomfortable with people touching my belly. It's not that I am that private of a person - um, hello? Read my blog. It is more that I just feel FAT. My belly is definitely pooched out, but it isn't baby. It's bloating, perhaps my intestines, or maybe even the remains of my breakfast, but not baby. So, when they are patting it and oohing and ahhing, I really don't like it. I know that I have heard this complaint from many others, so I am not the first. And really, in the scheme of things, it's so not a big deal. It's just my first encounter with public petting and it is a bit weird. I guess I just have to get used to it.
Or I could ask the pregnant lady that I saw the other day where she buys her clothes. She was far more pregnant than me, with a big belly, and a white t-shirt with black lettering that said, "You Can Look, But Don't Touch." I think I'll just go with the belly rubs.
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We still haven't told anyone other than parents and siblings (plus two stray friends), but I'm looking forward to starting in a couple of weeks.
And if you decide you really can't handle the touching, there are quite a few witty shirts over at Cafe Press: http://www.cafepress.com/buy/touch/-/c_700/fpt________________________________C (apologies if that link got messed up).
I am so sorry that you were felt up by strangers (as my sister says). I guess that is people wanting to share in your happiness. It does seem a little intrusive though. Good luck with the belly touching.
Cute shirt slogan!
The thought of someone rubbing my big bloated gut makes my skin crawl. I'd probably instinctively slap someone for that.
Now that I'm about 25 weeks the belly touching isn't so weird...at first though I always thought "The baby is the size of a bean..that is just an IVF induced fat roll you're rubbing."
One of my male co-workers patted my belly and it was weird so I patted his belly back. He hasn't touched me again :)
Amy
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ugh, the belly rubs..no thanks ... unless i know you. Glad you are having a fun time!
I've told quite a few people, but so far nobody has reached for the tummy. And I'd like to keep it that way!
I'm delurking for a moment to say I hate the belly rubbing. I almost wanted to have a shirt made that said, "I don't rub your bald head so don't rub my belly."
Katie,
Glad to hear you're enjoying your time announcing your pregnancy! It's such a fun time, especially after everything you've been though.
Glad things are going well,
Julie
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