I love the sarcastic journalist articles- they always make me giggle :)
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There were four words that drove me nuts every time I heard them while pregnant: How do you feel?
I know, I know, seems simple enough. Someone wants to know how you are feeling! How nice!
Those words, although simple enough, seem loaded during pregnancy.
How do I feel? HOW DO I FEEL? I���m pregnant, my belly is stretching, I have cravings for peanut butter at 3 o���clock in the morning and my husband has affectionately nicknamed me ���Pudgy.��� How the heck do you think I feel?
The people who asked me this question always did with such concern. They���d place a hand on my shoulder, lean in and utter those four little words, much like I���d expect a doctor to say ���It is malignant��� to a patient.
My pregnancy hormones usually had a role in the way I answered. I���d have to bite my tongue not to reply something horrible about how I really felt.
How do I feel? I feel like shoving my foot up your butt if you ask me that stupid question just one more time.
I know, I know, seems simple enough. Someone wants to know how you are feeling! How nice!
Those words, although simple enough, seem loaded during pregnancy.How do I feel? HOW DO I FEEL? I���m pregnant, my belly is stretching, I have cravings for peanut butter at 3 o���clock in the morning and my husband has affectionately nicknamed me ���Pudgy.��� How the heck do you think I feel?
The people who asked me this question always did with such concern. They���d place a hand on my shoulder, lean in and utter those four little words, much like I���d expect a doctor to say ���It is malignant��� to a patient.
My pregnancy hormones usually had a role in the way I answered. I���d have to bite my tongue not to reply something horrible about how I really felt.
How do I feel? I feel like shoving my foot up your butt if you ask me that stupid question just one more time.
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