If you’re anywhere in my number range, I would say 4 to 6 times a day, easily. From husband, friend, mom, grocery store cashier, to co-worker and beyond, we field these questions so very often.
Now, my next question for you. How many of you answer truthfully?
Even before I got pregnant, I’ve made a point of answering this question truthfully, regardless of what my answer may be. Sometimes my answer is, “Great!” and other times my answer is, “Honestly, terrible.” I started answering truthfully because the responses are comical to me. Everyone just expects to get “fine” as an answer. No one expects to hear truth.
Now, bring in pregnancy. Everyone wants to hear about how sparkly and amazing you feel, even if you actually feel like a giant turtle that got flipped on its back and can’t right itself.
If you answer truthfully, you get those side-eye glances. “Ungrateful [mean, explicit name here]” is what those side-eyes feel like, am I right?
I’m here to stand on my own turtle shell and say: Mamas! Answer however you darn well please!
My answer for Week 33 is heartburn-y, nauseous, and like a beautiful, glowing mermaid. A little awkward on land and horizontally, but doing okay otherwise. My husband keeps marveling at the fact that I have not changed shape at ALL, except for the practically perfect round beach ball I have precariously shoved under my dresses and t-shirts. I have gained a total of about 8 pounds so far, (remember, I lost around 15 pounds during the first trimester!) and I have a precious little baby tush wedged in my right rib cage. In other words, people marvel at how “tiny and cute” I am, but I’m so ready to GET THIS BABY OUT!
Oh, and Husband, Baby, and I went to a friend’s wedding this week. I’m so proud of myself for wearing heels for a whole, like, THREE HOURS, and I bow down to all you mamas who are still rocking footwear that is anything beyond a broken down pair of Birks. Rockstars, all of you!