There is a line in the movie Annie where the orphans are fighting and someone yells, 'Can it, you twit!' That is my favorite line.
It's also the phrase that most readily springs to mind when friends/relatives/strangers have found occasion to comment on my current pregnancy.
Look, I know that my babies are going to be close in age. This may come as a surprise to you, but I took two semesters of calculus and physics as requirements for my biology degree. I think that I'm more than qualified to count the months between by kids' birthdays. Hell, I bet Sam can even count to 18 thanks to Sesame Street. And while I understand that this is the south, if one more random person at the Y/Little Gym/playground asks if I'm catholic after hearing that my kids will only be 18 months apart, I might invoke the name of the lord in ways that are inappropriate for children's ears.
Also, please understand that I visit the doctor regularly and I am certain that my due date is correct and that I am not having twins. I am painfully aware that I weighed the same when I got pregnant the second time as I did the day I delivered Sam. I am not happy about this, and I was planning to work on losing weight before I got pregnant again, but guess what? I got pregnant by accident! If you keep asking, I'm going to start giving a more detailed account, including dates, of the circumstances leading to my accidental pregnancy. Is that what you want? A very clear mental picture of me and SOB getting a little tipsy on our first real date in Atlanta and then going at it? Do you? 'Cause I'll go there.
So to you, Aunt Jo Ann. And you Uncle Scott. And you, Carter-from-Little-Gym's mother, and you random lady at the pool with the same maternity swim suit as me. I say, emphatically:
Can it, you twit!
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Don’t you wish you could have just handed them this
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Friday, July 6, 2007
August? Are You Sure? Well, Maybe You're Having Twins.
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8 comments:
This seems to be a common complaint. Seriously, people need to think before they speak.
I'm loving this blogblast. I wrote about the sleeping through the night thing at www.mamaknj.blogspot.com
Half of the people I run into ask if I'm ready to pop. The other half exclaim, "But you're so small!" I love that the whole world gets 9 months to comment on our physique.
My baby is 15 (!!), and I still remember the uncouth people who asked rude and personal question. It's no one's business how far apart your children are. My second turned up (ahem) sooner than we'd planned, interrupting my teaching degree progress. So what? No one needs the details.
Argh. People just need to mind their own business. It surprises me how a pregnant belly somehow is a sign saying, "Cruel Comments Welcome!"
Yeah, mine are 18 months apart. I just love the questions/comments I get about this.
I may steal your line from now on!
Steal away...The comments on being catholic have really surprised me. I was raised catholic, so maybe it would be funny if I whipped out some affirmative response just to embarrass the questioner!
The "twins" question really pisses me off. It's like they're callign us fat and getting away with it.
I think you should break out the detailed conception story. If nothing else that would shock people into shutting up.
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