I have to forewarn you that I am 36 weeks today (entering week 37 tomorrow, which means full term), and even though I am not truly bothered by what I'm about to write about, it may come off as such since I am uncomfortable and impatient about...well everything right now.
In general, people who are clearly pregnant get pleasant reactions from others in public...the smiles, the tummy rubs, the questions about when they're due, unwanted advice, etc. I received my fair share of that being pregnant with Beckett. I have received some reactions like that this time around, but not many. You may or may not be shocked to hear that when I venture out to the grocery store, mall, what have you, the general looks I get are ones of disgust and judgement. I ignore them because I know that the people staring are completely wrong in their assumption (which is even more apparent when our family of three go out all together). It is clear from the abundance of expressions I get that everyone who sees us assumes that Jeremy and I are teen parents of a two-year old and one on the way, and people do not like it!
I even have one example of an onlooker who began asking my mom questions about us when we were out eating at The Money Pit over Thanksgiving weekend. This lady (sitting by the soda fountain) saw our family all come in and order together, smiled politely at Jeremy and Beckett as they got their drink, and then proceeded to question my mom as she got her drink.
Lady: Is that your daughter over there?
Mom: Yeah, all four of the girls are mine...the oldest three are all married.
Lady: And that one is expecting?
Mom: Yes, she's 8 months.
Lady: Oh wow! And that little one is theirs too?!
Mom: Yes, he's 2 and 1/2.
Lady: Um, how old are they? (referring to Jeremy and I with a rather concerned tone of voice)
Mom: They are both 26, and she graduated from college before she had her first.
Lady: Oh goodness! I thought they were 17!
And there you have it...proof that people think we are ridiculous teenagers that belong on 'sixteen and pregnant'. After the countless stares I got at walmart yesterday (shopping alone even), I had to share these experiences with you. I'm glad these people are wrong and their looks don't bother me, but how sad that they would make such horrible faces at someone and be so judgmental. The end.
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