tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post114284837156096820..comments2008-12-02T09:43:30.128-05:00Josette at Halushkihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16790825543155685363noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-1144172344094144052006-04-04T13:39:00.000-04:002006-04-04T13:39:00.000-04:00The biggest prenatal sin my hsuband committed along these lines was calling me "Pumpkin" when I wore an orange maternity shirt.<BR/><BR/>But he made up for it when he began answering the name question (everyone knew it was a girl) with a dead-serious, proud-looking expression and the name, "Trixie Boom-Boom."Belindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16448392980436672810noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-1144019774432700402006-04-02T19:16:00.000-04:002006-04-02T19:16:00.000-04:00AHAHAAHAHAHA. Those are awesome. Are you still pregnant. People ask the craziest crap of preggos and no one else.<BR/><BR/>I love the shirts that say "No I'm not Buddha - get the f away from my belly"Kristenhttp://motherhooduncensored.typepad.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-1144004182795165592006-04-02T14:56:00.000-04:002006-04-02T14:56:00.000-04:00Whaddyatalkinabout "no sense of humor?" Hell woman, my pregnancy writing was more like <I>we can't wai to meet you little girl and to love you because you will be loved because we love you and will meet you soon.</I><BR/><BR/>If George Clooney touched your stomach I would be too jealous to ever come back here again.Mom101http://www.blogger.com/profile/13292742508905929727noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-1143901022289478872006-04-01T09:17:00.000-05:002006-04-01T09:17:00.000-05:00I don't really have anything to say, you know (holding hand over mouth, just in case). Just wavin' at you and your bean. :)Suburban Meteoritehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07577413024645411809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-1143733470459255842006-03-30T10:44:00.000-05:002006-03-30T10:44:00.000-05:00Amen sistah!<BR/><BR/>How about "You're pregnant again?! You do know how that works, right?" Or "Oh My God. Three kids. You're braver than I am!" (yeah, well this one wasn't exactly my idea, if you know what I mean...). And towards the end, it got really annoying to be asked 50 times a day "how are you doing?", especially since I was pretty sure the asker didn't really want to hear about the pain in my ass and how the bean was bouncing up and down on my cervix and how I wet my pants when I coughed just now.<BR/><BR/>(((hugs))) I'll bet you look faboo. Especially in all those stylish maternity clothes ;o)<BR/><BR/>Oh, and Dexter... the chocolate cheesecake only works on pregnant women. And PMSing women.rachnkidsnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-1143269768668099982006-03-25T01:56:00.000-05:002006-03-25T01:56:00.000-05:00I have two girls, 8 and 3 (I too am a fertile myrtle and can get pregnant by merely looking at a penis) and I finally got an IUD. Love it. Hope it doesn't come out on daughter No. 3's head. Yeah I'd have ten of 'em too if they didn't suck up my will to live. This kills me -- my 8-year-old thinks I'm sooooo embarassing yet never misses the opportunity to tell a crowd of our friends how mommy crapped her pants at Home Depot when she was pregnant with little sissy. Ahhhhhh, preggers. I think I'm going to go fix myself a heaping bowl of cottage cheese with tobasco for old time's sake.The Machettashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04029448264963471634noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-1143245421342930202006-03-24T19:10:00.000-05:002006-03-24T19:10:00.000-05:00Well, I will tell you one thing: I am like a magnet for a pregnant belly if it's a belly I happen to love. I'd be rubbin' that little belly like I was Aladdin and you were a walkin' talkin' magic <I>lamp</I> lovey.<BR/><BR/>I just can't helps meself. <BR/><BR/>And you're pregnant? How did that happen? :D<BR/><BR/>xoxoOm.poweredhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12496739380144921722noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-1143223072946787452006-03-24T12:57:00.000-05:002006-03-24T12:57:00.000-05:00Jozet - I hear ya' sister! Just this week at work I got...<BR/><BR/>You have a bump!<BR/>You're starting to show!<BR/>You look Sick.<BR/>I never noticed you had so much grey hair (indirectly related to being pg since i haven't colored it since december)<BR/>You are HUGE (husband)<BR/>Wow, you really look pregnant<BR/>I know you're pregnant but you look like you're getting thineer (I have mixed feelings about this one)<BR/>That shirt makes you look pregnant (DUH!)<BR/>and others that I have not patience to recall at the moment.<BR/><BR/>Hang in there. When we see each other we can rubs each others feet!nadzenthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00118013148711027625noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-1142975941607546212006-03-21T16:19:00.000-05:002006-03-21T16:19:00.000-05:00As a father to be I heard those questions and they got on my nerves. OH and I HATED when someone would ask to touch my wife’s belly. She hated it too, but didn’t have the heart to tell people no, so I started butting right in and saying, “Only if I can touch yours.” That one used to bug the crap out of me! <BR/><BR/>I love my girls too. They are great.<BR/><BR/>And there was one account with our second one (and my wife got mad at me for this one), but this dude she worked with started giving her pointers about breast feeding. It bent me out of shape because she knows what she’s doing. She did it with our first. So I mouthed right off, “Hey Cliff, you know this because you have pre-sex change experience?” Maybe I’m an a-hole, but either way, I still didn’t like it.Puffinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17205508564598075456noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-1142917091141754642006-03-20T23:58:00.000-05:002006-03-20T23:58:00.000-05:00Josette, my little dripping wet greyhound sugarplum...may I ask? Are you pregnant? Still? Have you gained any weight? Are you taking prenatals? Are you doing medicated or NATURAL childbirth? Are you planning the birth or just letting it happen? Was it planned? Are you trying for a boy? Is this it for you?<BR/><BR/>Oh...is this NONE OF MY BEESWAX?<BR/><BR/>Look on the upside: train them right now and maybe, upon birthing the baby, you will miss what I got, "Oh, another girl? Well that's okay! Better luck next tme!"<BR/><BR/>So says one who is guilty within the last week of asking a PG woman (not you) the following offenders:<BR/><BR/>1. is the nursery finished?<BR/><BR/>2. will you nurse? (innocent, I swear, I was handing off all my maternity, nursing and baby stuff...I'd leave out the nursing crap if she didn't need it)<BR/><BR/>3. med or nonmed?<BR/><BR/>And I'm quite sure...there were more...and I'm positive I grossly ignored her DH, other than to slap him down for using "we" once. Hee hee hee <-- insert Janice-style bullet evil laugh here.<BR/><BR/>I'll be saving up all my good comments (insert eyebrow waggle here) for this summer. My road trip keeps getting more and more elaborate. Now I'm touring all of your fair state from west to east, plus NY and if I get my way, back to MA where I may never leave again. Actually, it's more like I'm being held hostage in the touring vehicle while I hear my bank account depleting itself, as it is wont to do. ;)Julie Pipperthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03169574697104642479noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-1142907128123454202006-03-20T21:12:00.000-05:002006-03-20T21:12:00.000-05:00Ya'll can rub my feet anyday.<BR/><BR/>An. Y. Day.<BR/><BR/>Uhhhh...Dexter?<BR/><BR/>What's up with the underwear photo on *your* blog? It looks like something from "Lolita: The Illustrated Copy". You naughty, naughty man!Jozethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16790825543155685363noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-1142900141550436402006-03-20T19:15:00.000-05:002006-03-20T19:15:00.000-05:00Apparently, chocolate cheesecake is a currency of majestic power.<BR/>I shall employ it soon to achieve my sordid schemes.<BR/>Mwha-haw, haw, haw hawwww!Dexterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10327339653457750497noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-1142885200698193242006-03-20T15:06:00.000-05:002006-03-20T15:06:00.000-05:00I especially disliked hearing "You're getting big, aren't you?"<BR/><BR/>No, not at all.<BR/><BR/>And, Jozet, I'll rub your feet anytime.kalirozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13725155231071569519noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-1142873856368637912006-03-20T11:57:00.000-05:002006-03-20T11:57:00.000-05:00It is amazing even to me that: I only see my pregnant wife about 1 hour each day (awake that is) and yet still in that one hour, I only may say 2 to 4 paragrahs (she is my wife after all, were you expecting more) and yet I still manage to hit most points on your list and new ones--daily.Cuz Enoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-1142866332885292282006-03-20T09:52:00.000-05:002006-03-20T09:52:00.000-05:00I hated the name questions, to the point that I threatened the first was going to be Jack Daniels or Tequila Margarita. <BR/><BR/>"Can I get you a milkshake?" was always a safe question.Momma Starhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04503064120689299046noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-1142865129036209132006-03-20T09:32:00.000-05:002006-03-20T09:32:00.000-05:00You know...as I was typing this, I was thinking the same thing. I ask the same questions. I just forgot until now how many times a day a preggo gets asked.<BR/><BR/>Honestly, you can ask anything. It's all in the delivery (and holding a piece of chocolate cheesecake never hurts.) "How's your day? Can I rub your feet?" is usually safe, as is "Let me know if you're in the mood to talk pregnancy. And I'm willing to hear the cranky stuff" will always win you a pregnant friend.<BR/><BR/>I would, though, be wary of asking "Are you pregnant" unless you actually see the woman holding a dead rabbit. A lot of non-pregnant women get asked this and it can stink for everyone if a) she's just fallen off her diet or b) she's just had a baby and hasn't gotten rid of the tummy bulge a la Brittney Spears.<BR/><BR/>Also, the "Are you STILL pregnant" is especially dangerous around month 10 when the pregnant woman wants nothing more than to be delivered of the large object pressing down on her cervix.<BR/><BR/>Other than that, go for it. I'm just especially cranky today. But really, the chocolate cheesecake is a good opener.Jozethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16790825543155685363noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10673240.post-1142863689848321042006-03-20T09:08:00.000-05:002006-03-20T09:08:00.000-05:00Oh, my I am guilty!! I ask questions like that all the time.<BR/>AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAh.<BR/><BR/>Ok, what do you as a universal pregnant woman wanna hear?<BR/>What is a good question...no offensive question?...or just no questions? (so sad...)<BR/>Zu from GAAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com