Post written Nov. 8
I told the workplace yesterday. Well, I told my supervisor and my boss (Two different people. Yes, there’s a difference in those two titles at my workplace). It was a little awkward since I didn’t really have any special announcement plan in place. I simply said, “Well, I’m having a baby.” And that was that. They’re both really happy for me and super supportive so that’s a plus. And even though I’m already sporting a maternity shirt today, I’m still not openly telling people at work simply because I don’t want to get asked a bajillion questions yet. I’m still a bit of a worry wart and hoping to make it through my 12 week appointment with another “all-clear” before I’m comfortable openly talking about it with non-family members.
I remember so many women talking about all of their pet peeves once they get pregnant. And some of the stories were quite astounding as to just how ignorant some people can be. So far, I only have a few annoyances that top my list. Most of them don’t really have to do with other people, but I guess that will come in time.
1. The term “prego.” I hate it. I am not a jar of a spaghetti sauce, thankyouverymuch. I also don’t care for the word “preggers” but it’s slightly more tolerable than “prego” so I deal with it. Another annoying term: Knocked Up. If only because this reminds me of a sometimes hilarious but stupid movie by the same name. I pretty much hated Seth Rogen’s character for being a total douchecanoe and therefore would rather not be reminded of that movie. But while we’re on the topic, words I DO prefer are: expecting, growing a baby, bun in the oven, and the ever simple yet accurate: pregnant.
2. The lack of fashionable maternity clothes. Don’t get me wrong, I’m LOVING my maternity tank tops, pajama pants, underwear, and as soon as I find some maternity jeans in my size, I’m sure I’ll never want to take them off. But what’s with all the flowery print patterns and crappy material? It’s like maternity stores know you’re only going to be wearing these clothes for a couple of months so they didn’t feel the need to put quality tailoring into them. Yet they charge you double the price simply because it says “maternity” on it. I’m tempted to start creating my own maternity style boards, even though I’m usually the last person anyone would ever consult for fashion advice. Even I don’t like my own wardrobe. I just can’t find anything good out there. Or rather, anything good at a price I’m willing to pay.
3. Pregnant celebrities. I’m looking at you Giselle and Gwenyth Paltrow. My latest issue of US Weekly had quotes from both of them about how they only gained about 15lbs and were very strict about their diets and exercise regimen before, during, and after baby. Well you know what? I don’t have a personal assistant or chef to make healthy foods tasty enough for me to eat. And considering all the nausea, if all I can stomach is a cheese quesadilla, then so be it. Hold the heartburn-inducing salsa though, please.
And that’s really all I’ve got so far. I’m sure the pet peeves will pile up as the months go on.