As I get closer to the end of this pregnancy I have crossed the line from looking fat to looking pregnant.I know that you know what I mean. Looking so pregnant that people feel comfortable to step out on a limb and ask me how far along I am, have we found out if it's a boy or girl, what is his name? etc. This question and answer period gets really interesting if I have Kate with me. For the most part people are shocked when they find out how close Kate and Carson will be in age. But they usually recover with a nice comment like, "Oh my husband's cousin's kids are that close in age and it is so sweet because they are so close." On the other hand some people do not recover well. Some people say, "Oh so it was an accident." or "That was an oops!" I politely inform them that my baby boy is most definitely not an accident or an oops. I know they mean well but I have to take up for my boy. Now seriously, did Jared and I have a conversation saying, "You know what? Wouldn't it be great if we had 2 kids under a year apart?" No. But it did happen and we are so glad. Some people don't even say anything. They just have this look of horror cross over their face which makes me think that I committed a crime. I know they are secretly thinking to themselves. Whew! Glad that's not me! Today, in the Albertson's parking lot I got the dreaded pity comment as a lady offered me a shopping cart, "Bless your heart!" There was also the lady in the oil change place who saw me trying to fix Kate a bottle while she was valiantly trying to take it from my hands asking me,"Hon, do you need any help?" I know that I probably look pretty helpless right now balancing Kate on my hip and trying to maneuver my very pregnant self around. But seriously, should I be a pity case? I thought, "Wow just wait until I put the infant seat with Carson in the shopping cart with Kate riding in the front seat. Oh the "bless your hearts" I will get. By the way, I cheerily told the lady at the oil change place, "No thanks!" to her offer of help as I dumped a 1/4 of Kate's formula on my leg. Nice, real nice! I guess the looks and comments of pity bother me because I want to come off to the outside world as Supermom. When people ask if I need help or give me a "bless your heart" I know that my cover is blown.It's then that I know that I don't look like I have it all togther. What a revelation, I know. All of the veteran Moms are out there are saying,"Duh!" So much for real life. That's my rant for the day. By the way, it wouldn't hurt to leave me a comment telling me your less than supermom moments. It just might make me feel better.:) Bless your heart!
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Ok, where to begin....how about about 45 minutes ago as we were leaving Costco with our three boys (all a little cranky or wild with energy - depending on which you are talking about)....I have Pierce on my hip who is not too happy because he wants to eat another mini-donut (sometimes ya just gotta draw the line) and then I have Chase thinking it is super fun to run from behind and grab Mommy's legs, trying to topple her over. So, I calmly (ha,ha - this was what I call a "fake calm" b/c inside I am wanting to rip his little arm out of the socket as I direct him out of the line of traffic to talk to him....but as long as it looks calm to everyone else, right?!?!?! HA!) So I sternly tell him that it isn't a very fun game to me (as he smiles with that Chase look and twinkle in his eye) and that if he does not want to receive punishment (i.e. a spanking) when we get to the privacy of the van he had better grab my hand nicely and walk beside me with no more jumping/pushing/twisting/pulling or trying to topple! We made it out without too many more problems...but always getting the looks. Always. I am to the point where I am not sure if it is because they are three boys...they are three boys close in age...they are three blonde boys close in age...or just because they are cute! Ha - I'll choose the latter to make me feel better.
Love ya! I know you aren't a supermom because that doesn't exist....and since it doesn't exist ya may as well just stop trying to be it now before Carson ever joins the team on the outside! But it is obvious you are doing a super job with that little girl - she looks so happy and healthy and I know you love her so very much.
Hey, I'm right there with you! My clothes are so tight people ask me when I'm due! A man at the grocery store asked me how I was feeling and I said good thank you. He told me he thought that was a safe question to ask me. I laughed and said yes that is a good question! Hang in there Momma! oh and we finally painted Emma's room bubble gum pink today! :)
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