Today I was out running errands, not feeling so cute (let's be honest I never feel very cute these days but it was one of those days where you try on everything in your closet and can't find anything to wear) I was at Lowes to pick up a little paint for a project I want to do in Kenya's room when the paint lady says
"I was going to say you better get that baby's room painted quick!"
"Actually it's not for the baby's room, that's already done and I still have 2 months left."
"Oh no!"
Then I went to Ross to try and find some shirts that fit me since I'm already growing out of everything I own. As I was handing my clothes to the dressing room girl she says...
"You look like you're about to pop!"
Me already agitated, "Actually I have 8 weeks left."
"Oh, are you having twins?"
"No"
"A boy?"
"No"
"Oh, well at least it's healthy!"
Thanks lady. I had one lady ask me if I was sure I should be flying when we went to Arizona last week and another lady seriously laughing as she asked me if my baby was "coming soon" in her broken english. I hate to complain, but these people are not making it any easier on me! So I will try to brush it off and be grateful that my baby is "healthy". :) Which of course I truly am.