If I Hear that Question One More Time....
O.K so I went to the Baptism on Sunday like I had talked about. I did manage finding something to wear but it had to be my maternity clothes, which were a bit too big. I’m at that stage where my regular clothes are way too small (more on that soon) and my maternity clothes are too big.
I tried desperately to find something to wear from my regular collection. Here is a little snippet of what went on when I tried to find something to wear.
Oh, I remember that top, I got a lot of compliments when I wore it to that party. Let me try it on……
Oh Boy, it doesn’t even go past my shoulders…. Am I really that much bigger still? Was I really that small?
27 pounds lost so far, clearly not enough.
O.K so forget the top, let’s try on a skirt.
Oh, here is one that was always a bit loose on me, here we go.
The skirt is sort of on, let me suck my belly….
Sucking, Sucking, SUUUUUUUUCKing in my Belly.
I cannot even budge the skirt.
Forget that, let’s look at my maternity clothes
And that’s pretty much how it went, except for the sad look on my face. So here I am realizing that it won’t come that easy for me and realizing how unrealistic it was for me to think that I could wear my regular clothes 7 weeks Postpartum. Hey, I can dream, can’t I?
So I get myself and the kids dressed which was a struggle in itself. My husband didn’t come because it was his bi-annual inventory at work and he couldn’t miss it. Again, the retail life. Week-ends are not ours to enjoy. But hey I am not complaining, I appreciate the fact that he still has a job. His company just cut 1500 positions.
Back to my story.
I get the kids dressed, put them in the car, try to remain calm while Jeffrey is pulling a tantrum because I didn’t let him finish watching the “Harry and his Bucket full of Dinosaurs” episode that was on. Then Tyler’s digestive system decides at that exact moment, to remind me that it still has attitude.
I get to the party and decide that I will have tons of fun.
About 30 minutes later, I’m engaged in a conversation with a non family member, when I get asked the question that put the icing on the cake of the whole morning adventure.
“Are you pregnant?”
O.K so the newborn on my arm is not indication enough that I just gave birth. Am I suppose to have a flat stomach already?
Me: “No, this is my son, I gave birth 7 weeks ago and haven’t lost all the weight yet”
Person: “Oh, sorry I didn’t know. My sister looked even skinnier than before she got pregnant after one month”
Me: “Wow, that’s amazing”. But in my Head ( Well…. Isn’t that just F’in Fantastic for your sister )
Some people just don’t have filters when they talk.