Bite Your Tongue I say!

Have you ever walked through life thinking you were a circus act or a freak show? No, well consider yourself lucky. I cannot believe the comments I hear from people on my baby belly. The comments come with such frequency and grander that I'm starting to think that I'm a walking freak show at the circus like the bearded lady or something. A few of the comments I hear almost weekly are:

Are you sure you're not carrying twins?

Oh my goodness you're huge!

You're going to pop any day now!

You are really getting big now!

And my latest comment that almost made me reach across and do a Three Stooges type slap to all 3 ladies was at a birthday dinner for a family member. We were all sitting down when one family member gets up from the table because they see a friend at another table a few tables away. The conversation went like this:
Family Member- "Have you seen Robyn? No, well wait until you see her stomach!" (I should call out said family member for even starting this conversation, but I'll take the higher road here)
To which I was then called over to the table to meet said friends (talk about a walk of shame).
Family Member Friend- "Wow! When are you due?"
Me- "September 8th"
Family Member Friend- "Oh my goodness, are you have twins?"
Me (between gritted teeth) - "Nope just one"
Family Member Friend- "Well, you are going to be humongous by then you poor thing!"

Humongous? Are you freakin' kidding me?!?! What planet do you live on that makes you think that's a nice thing to say to someone? As I waddled my way back to the table cussing all of them under my breath, I decided that from here on out any woman I saw that was pregnant I would tell her how amazing she looked.

I don't remember getting these kinds of comments when I pregnant with Evan and technically I've put on less weight this time than I did with him. My oh so sweet husband and friends tell me people only make those comments because I went from being a bean pole to now looking like I swallowed a basketball. Which I can see, but does EVERYONE have to comment on how big I look? I know I'm pregnant and carrying around another human being, but NO ONE pregnant or not wants to hear comments all day on how big she is! So, I'm asking all of you that read this to take pity on the next pregnant woman you see and tell her something about her looks that will compliment her and whatever you do DO NOT mention her size at all!

Me at 28 weeks. I'm sure I'm not doing anything to help my cause but I'm sure I'll look back at this pic and smile at it and all the comments that went along with it one day!

Getting It Together

This past weekend was so incredible and fun that I felt like I had to share it with you! For those of you that have been reading this blog since it started (which was when I first found out I was pregnant with Evan) know that I feel like being pregnant can sometimes be a 9 month "no fun" jail sentence. And before anyone gets upset, I'm not trying to discount being pregnant because there are a lot of great things that come with it (like people being nicer to you and holding doors, elevators, or even letting you cut in a long line at the women's bathroom at a public event), but there are also a handful of things you can't do when pregnant (like drinking a glass or two of wine, going out to dance the night away, and certain activities like jet skiing or sky diving). So, I feel like a lot of times I'm left out of the fun that is going on around me.

This past weekend proved to me that there is fun to be had when you are pregnant. I've always been a big country music fan and I found out that a couple people from work were going to the Kenney Chesney and Tim McGraw concert that John and I had bought tickets too months ago. One of my coworkers suggested that we all get together before the concert to tailgate and enjoy some food, drinks, and good company. I was all for it! So Friday night I got a bunch of tailgating food ready (Don't judge! I mean if I can't partake in the adult beverage portion of the tailgating. I was definitely going to make sure I had the food portion covered!) which consisted of croissant wrapped sausages, salad on a stick, chile lime wings, 2 different kinds of sausage links, and my favorite Rolo/Pretzel bites (recipe can be found here). I also made sure we had plenty of non alcoholic drinks like cherry limeades, water, cokes, and an O'Doul's or two for me (hey, I never said that I didn't miss the taste of a ice cold beer on a summer day).

On Saturday we were lucky enough to have John's mom watch even for the day/night so we could go to the concert and we dropped Evan off around noon at nana's house and we took off for a fun day of tailgating. I was a little worried the Texas heat would get to me, but with our big ESPN tent and the nice breeze that was blowing all day it really wasn't that bad. Once we found everyone in the parking lot we all had passes too and got everything set up the rest of the day was perfect! A bunch of other people brought food and beverages so we had a popular spot on the way into Cowboys Stadium. The part I liked best about the tailgating was getting to know some of my coworkers that I normally don't interact with at work, and it further confirmed what I've believed all along.....I work with some AMAZING people! After about 3 hours of tailgating fun, John and I made our way in Jerry World (a.k.a Cowboys Stadium) and found our seats which were great! I then enjoyed 4 hours of my two favorite male country singers all while dancing and singing at the top of my lungs to all their songs. After the concert our tailgating group met back up where we enjoyed some more food and drinks before calling it a night and heading home.

Sunday was also a fun day, but in a different sense and meaning. John and I finally decided to become members of the church we've been going to for awhile now and part of the process was John getting baptized. This was a huge day for us both because it meant having a spiritual home and really vowing to raise and guide our kids in the way God would want. It's also something that I've been unsettled about since having Evan because I wanted him to grow up knowing God and church and laying that strong foundation for him. Since John and I came from two different religious backgrounds (me Baptist, and him Catholic) it's always been a touchy subject for us. So, it was great to find a church that we both loved and that we felt so welcomed and at home with.

All in all, I couldn't have asked for a better weekend! And it was great to dispel my "no fun" thought on being pregnant for a few days.