You know, women always complain about men who stare at their chests when trying to have a conversation and I'll be honest ~ I've had my share of men (and women, for that matter) who are distracted from my wit and intelligence by my bust.
Now, being pregnant, I'm faced with a different problem. I've been left with even more generous cleavage than before, but for whatever reason people are way more interested in my growing stomach than my boobs.
I can't get a person to look me straight in the eyes when they are talking to me!
I'll be walking down the hall at work and I see people taking a sidelong glance at my tummy to see if Sparky is making his presence known yet. Discriminating judgements are made, I'm sure to compare my progress to the other woman at work who is expecting, although she is a month ahead of me and expecting twins. People comment that I'm not "showing" too much, but compared to her, I hope I'm not!
I've noticed that this is somewhat contagious. At the mall yesterday, I found myself inspecting almost every woman's waistline, even those not obviously pregnant. I'm amazed at the number of young women with protruding tummies, which probably wouldn't be too noticeable, except for the teeny shirts that they wear with accompanying muffin tops.
I've decided that those people who know that I'm pregnant can obviously tell a difference, but the general stranger on the street probably just dismisses me at this point as a woman who needs to cut back on the Cheetos and do a few extra sit-ups. At 20 weeks pregnant, Sparky is halfway done cooking, and I know that being able to hide the fact that I am pregnant is quickly going to evaporate.
C'est la vie. :o)
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It's weird when someone who is not-really-all-that-close-to-you comes up and rubs all over your belly. Yikes! :)
I admit it. I stare at pregnant bellies. I'm not doing it to be rude; I just like to see the changes a woman goes through during her pregnancy.
Maybe it's because I had Jean at 33 weeks and was smaller than average even at that point. I feel like I missed out, somehow.
Or maybe I'm just twisted. ;)
Tell your boobs to stop staring at my eyes.
:)
Sparky's a lucky, lucky boy.
I hate the muffin tops but those that wear them seem to not mind them so I guess I should applaud their self confidence because I couldn't do it...
My mom tells me that she was able to wear a bikini while pregnant with me into the 7th month. Not sure if it's because she wasn't showing or she just didn't care if people stared. Mom's like that.
Yeah...just wait until they start rubbing your stomach unwelcomed. blech. Is there such a thing as armor for the pregnant belly? ;-)
I hated this stage...I just felt fat..not really pregnant...don't worry before long you will be longing for these days...
PS. You look beautiful!!!
HiVi.
Remember to blame Dave when people stare at your stomach and think you're fat.
I can't believe you've been knocked up for 20 weeks now!
I agree with Paula- you look beautiful! :o)
Just wait for the patting of the tummy while at the store - and the little old ladies that will come out of the woodwork to touch you....
The stares were easy to handle - the touching by complete strangers, that made me nuts!
Even though I'm quite chunky, the muffin top annoys me. Why not just wear pants that fit? I've often thought if I have a kid someday that the interest of strangers would skeeve me.
You talk with your eyes and care more about where someone is looking than what they say.
In effect, you are a lousy conversationalist.
That part is YOUR problem.
The touching, however, is commonly rude and a quick push against their arms would say enough.
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