tunic: pinkblush maternity denim: old navy boots: just fab
I take Addilyn to a parent tot gymnastics class every week and she loves it. I debated signing up for this last round as it goes up to the week before my due date and really isn't the most pleasant with my big belly. Attempting to demnostrate a crab walk and help her with somersaults just isn't happening.
This last week there was a new mom I hadn't seen before and she was pregnant as well. I asked her when her due date was, and would've guessed a good two months after me as she was pretty tiny. She said February 18 and my response wanted to be "Oh my gosh! You are so tiny. What the heck?" But instead I said "That is so soon! You look amazing and have such a cute little belly."
She asked me when I was due and I wanted to say "three weeks ago" but told her my real due date of the first week of March instead. Her response? "Wow!" In a drawn out shocked tone. Then preceeded to look at the mom next to me and say "She's due three weeks after me!"
Thank you fellow pregnant mom. Maybe she could tell I wasn't thrilled at her comment and then told me "well my first was only six pounds, so . . . . " I then told her Addilyn was almost 9 pounds, as if that is really the difference.
Whatever. Although there really should be a better understanding of what to say, especially when you're pregnant too!
Thankfully this gave me a good laugh, and I still think it's funny.