The bump.
Yesterday I had to ask a complete stranger to back my car out of the supermarket car spot because someone parked too close to the driver’s side. I did wait quite some time firstly for the owner of the hotted up ute to return to his car – no luck. And I did consider the prospect of ever so gracefully climbing over the passenger side to get in but decided that at 40 weeks it wasn’t such a good idea afterall.
While the man reversed my car with a huge, smug grin on his face, his wife asked me a million pregnancy questions, the first one being, “So you’re having twins?!” The following questions from there on came with grunted replies.
I was so embarrassed about not being able to get my huge belly in between the cars to drive my own car that my face was burning hot. It takes a lot for me to be embarrassed but this certainly did it for me. But I was even more so when the man handed back my keys, patted me on the back and said, “There you go fatty.”
Oh, please can I have this baby now?!
May 6th, 2010 at 3:10 pm
This had me laughing for days. If nothing else your hugeness brightened my day, although I’m sure you’re exaggerating. Congratulations I hear the baby is finally out, hope you are all doing well.
June 1st, 2010 at 4:40 am
Well, you now have the joy of not having to worry about the big belly (congrats on the new addition), but if it makes you feel better, I was only 35 weeks the other day when I thought it would be a good idea to mop behind the fridge that Hubby had pulled out and was cleaning. After three unsuccessful attempts at trying to fit myself and my belly through the rather large (for a non-pregnant person) gap he created between fridge and wall, I made him and his skinny torso and long arms go back there and clean. Bellies act like bumper cars… you just bounce off things you usally would have cleared.