Get ready, kids. It’s pop quiz time.
Which of the following is acceptable to say to a pregnant woman?
A) WOW, you look like you are going to POP!!! When are you due?
B) How far along are you? You’re HUGE!!!
C) How many babies are in there?!?
D) That must be a boy/girl. I can tell because of how ginormous your belly/ hips/back/butt is getting.
E) You look great.
If you chose anything other than “E,” beware. You may have awoken the dragon.
Us preggos are a sensitive bunch. We know it, you know it. And while it may not be entirely fair that people have to tread lightly to avoid cascades of seemingly unwarranted tears or fits of hormonal rage it is what it is—and thankfully, it’s not permanent.
As I rapidly approach my due date at the end of the month, it’s kind of fun to watch the mixed reactions of awe and fear when I come around. Business owners and people in elevators look nervous, as if I’m going to drop to the floor and go into labor right there. Sensitive friends, family members, and strangers offer words of encouragement and tell me that the end is near and that I look great—despite the fact that I’m waddling around like a water buffalo with cankles. And then there’s the clueless and the just plain rude folks out there who feel the need to utter variations of A-D above.
I received the best compliment the other day. The hubs and I were at the waterpark with Jorryn and a woman came up to me and told me how cute I looked pregnant. Now, regardless of the veracity of that statement, it was the nicest thing anyone had said to me in days. And it made me feel good—especially since at the time I was hanging out (literally) in a bikini.
The moral of the story? In the land of pregnancy, a kind word or two goes a long, long way.
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