Last Thursday before I went home sick one of my dear co-workers, who really is one of my favorite people in the world, said to me,
"You're not pregnant, are you?"
I'm pretty sure at the time I just stared at her, then decided it was time to go home. Since then I've put some thought into it. If being pregnant means having a nine month sinus infection/bronchitis/coughing/sneezing/ebola, then I think I'll pass.
I was reminded of it this morning when a different coworker came in not feeling very well and yet another lady in the office asked her the same question. Her response was something like, "What's wrong with you people???"
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Within the first couple of years of a new marriage it seems like the most perfectly natural obnoxious question for people to ask if you so much as sneeze twice in a row.
I hate it when people do that.
Oh, it's not just the first couple of years, it's until you actually produce offspring. I have a BFF whose sister has been married about 8 years. They're still hearing it. My newest response is to say, "No, I thought you were."
You still haven't answered the question.
;)
Well then, by all means...
Absolutely NOT pregnant. But thanks for asking! =)
Now I understand your comment when you got in my car for lunch today. Ha! I think we should rent a bilboard if they day ever happens that way everyone will know!
I told you, it was a theme today!
I think if it ever happens I'm going to keep telling people that I'm NOT pregnant, even at 8 and 9 months. Just to poke them with a stick. Then, after the birth, tell them we adopted.
I think that would be freakin hilarious!
Casper will NOT have any of that!
That's actually my biggest fear about having kids. He's not going to take it well. At ALL.
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