There's a pregnant woman on my floor at work. Damn it. Never saw her before. She just showed up one day last week like a slap in the face. She looks like she's about 6 months. All baby. From the back you wouldn't even know that she was pregnant. But I knew. I know the walk. I can spot it from a mile away. I try to avoid pregnant women like the plague. If I see a pregnant woman coming my way, I try to look away as she passes. I pretend like she wasn't there. Avoidance, yes but this is what I need to do to keep myself sane. Otherwise, I'll just go crazy.
By the way, I saw 3 of them today. 3 baby bumps. Not that I was counting.
Sounds like you've earned a night filled with good vibes and bad TV. It's hard when everyone around you is pregnant. Harder still when they start to invade. Hang in there.
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ReplyDeleteUgh! It's awful, but I agree that avoiding them as much as possible is my only key to sanity! xoxo
ReplyDeleteIt's funny. For me, it's like a train wreck. I can't stop watching. I look at their bellies as if I can somehow transport their baby into mine.
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