Todays post might ruffle a few feathers here and there, but to be quite frank. I don't give a sh*t. One thing that pregnancy taught me early on, was that I needed to grow me a thick skin. Pronto.
There is always someone who is going to be judgemental, unsupportive, jealous, angry, sad, happy, ecstatic etc.
So we have two categories.....
1. People who have children
2. People who don't have children
I have noticed that the people that have children have mastered (mostly) some form of tact and they know which questions to ask and which ones to avoid.
Those (mostly) that don't have children on the other hand have no concept of the word tact.
Let me start off with.... PLEASE STOP ASKING ME IF I WANT A GIRL OR A BOY, and PLEASE STOP PREDICTING THE GENDER OF MY CHILD BASED ON WHAT I HAVE EATEN FOR THE DAY!!!!
Stop it!
It is such an offensive, presumptious, rude, mean and wrong question and thing to do.
I'm not sure when this became a thing?
The truth is, I would really like a little girl. One whose hair I can plait and hold tea parties with the teddies, one that I can dress in modern dresses and paint finger and toenails.
But if thats not the case, then I can learn to play GI-Joe and make blanket forts.
And that's okay.
Every time someone opens their piehole with their (unsolicited) gender predictions, it makes me cringe, it makes my skin crawl with guilt.
I'm blessed than most to even be pregnant. To be told less than 3 years ago "you will most likely not be able to conceive naturally"to be told your reproductive system isnt functioning nomrally is heartbreaking - and then to actually have conceived, that makes me damn blessed. So therefore, I am more than happy with either gender. So I try to remain cognisant of this fact when people are being downright rude and I try brush it off with label "ignorant". Some days it works, some days it doesn't.
It is not your place and none of your business to openly tell me what you think. I am a (mostly) open person, I mean I have blogged my personal life all over internet for the last 5 years no? I have been more transparent than most with the ordeals that I faced, especially over the last 4 years, but I do not want to discuss things we know nothing of with anyone.
The famous one I hear day in and day out.... You're craving savoury food, it must be a boy. Except, based on this post I couldnt stomach meat at all, so now what now?
I also crave chocolate. (ooooh if you crave sweet things, it must be a girl) Some days I give in, most times I do not give into this craving because it makes me throw up. Grapes also make me throw up. Chicken also makes me puke. Some days I crave BBQ sauce and some days I crave bubblegum ice-cream on a sugar cone. My cravings are confusing the masses, what are we to do? This weekend I had something sweet (not chocolate) and something savoury and, on both occassions I threw up. So I guess it's 50/50 don't you think.
So guess away. Only the Lord above who created this life knows. Until the 11th of May that is. Hopeful that baby will show us of course.
In the mean time, if you see someone who is pregnant, shut up. Don't give them any advice, whether you're a mother or not. It's not your place and what worked for you, doesn't work for anyone else. The truth is, we may smile and nod, but we're secretly wishing you would just go away.
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