Me: How can I help you?
Male passenger: Are you pregnant?
Me: (cough) oh, yeah I am.
Me: How can I help you?
Female passenger: How far along are you?!
Me: (cough, cough, ahem...) Oh not as far as I look. I tend to carry my babies straight out... Enjoy your trip.
Actual events. Only the names have been changed.
Monday, December 1, 2008
Pregnancy becomes me
Posted by Nancie at 10:49 PM
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This is hilarious. I feel like I'm big too. Way bigger than everyone else that is expecting. My SIL is expecting around the same time as you, and I didn't even see a pooch on her belly. Not fair. Here's to being Pregnant Together! :)
You would think that the big counter, computer, screen, pencil holder, cash drawer, greyhound dog sign would hide your condition some what. Just goes to show you that your body has got this figured out now and has decided not to fight. Love ya, Mom
You would think that the big counter, computer, screen, pencil holder, cash drawer, greyhound dog sign would hide your condition some what. Just goes to show you that your body has got this figured out now and has decided not to fight. Love ya, Mom
maybe you should start wearing your stipes vertical instead of horizontal these days!!! :)
I always like that when I'm pregnant, I don't have to suck my belly in! Enjoy it!
We miss you guys! We'll be home for Christmas, let's get together!
Oh, so I'm not the only one who notices how boomchickachicka you look when yer preggers?
Nan, maybe next time someone tries to point out the obvious (though you look adorable and glowing) at the ol' greyhound, maybe you should throw some obvious back into their face...something like this...
you: Have you been smoking cigarettes, because you smell like smoke?!?
passenger: (cough) well yes, I'm sorry, do I stink?
you: yeah, you do.
Try that...see if it works.
(Do I sound witchy tonight? It might have something to do with the lady that reeked of cigarette smoke tonight at Ethan's choir concert and stunk up our entire auditorium and gave me a horrible headache. Yeah, my witchiness might have something to do with that. Oh and her hacking and coughing didn't help either.)
Good one marilyn. Ill use that next time. Except its not really the smoke that bothers me, its the alcohol seeping from their pits and breath that gets me.
and unfortunately, you were the one coughing nan! :)(or swearing under your breath:)
Nancy, I had no idea that you and Mitch were in the market for a new baby. How exciting! Donald and Lisa never tell me anything.
I don't make it over to your blog very often but I always enjoy it immensely when I do. I love that you are so sure of yourself and comfortable with exactly who you are. That is really quite amazing to have achieved so naturally what can take other people their whole life to understand.
That just is fabulous! Don't you love losing your mind?
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