So, there are a few things I have been thinking about lately. The first is the idea of "cooking." Well, not in a literal sense, but I have found that many people relate the girls development in my tummy to cooking. Those that have not had babies in the past say ... 20 years feel that the girls need to stay in as long as humanly possible so they can finish cooking. If you cook something too long they are dry and tough!
Those that have given birth since then tend to understand that most things finish cooking outside the oven.
Now don't get me wrong, I know that the former generation mothers mean well and in my head I know they are right but... I'm 35 weeks pregnant. And nothing anyone says is going to make me feel any better about getting these babies out unless it is, "You poor thing! Don't worry, it's not much longer!"
The other thing I have been doing a lot of thinking on is the idea of being comfortable. What a funny word. And question? Are you comfortable? If one says yes, then by breakdown of the word, you have asked the person, are you able to be comforted. Their answer would lead you to conclude that there is something ... annoying with their current situation and that they would like to change part of it.
Say for example, you are sitting in a nice fluffy chair. Someone asks if you are comfortable and you say yes. But really, are you able to be comforted? I guess if someone gave you a footstool you would be more comforted, but you really should have answered, I’m alright.
Conversely, if someone asks if you are comfortable and you say no, they say, what can I do. But really, they can’t do anything because you just told them that you are not able to be comforted.
I guess what it boils down to is that when people say pregnancy is uncomfortable, what they are really saying is that there's really nothing you can do to make them feel better. At least in the last few weeks. Until they have the babies (or baby in most cases).
SO... you can be nice and ask if there is anything you can do but really, just smile and give them a "you poor thing" look and PRAY FOR THEM. And understand that the beast that used to be your wife, sister, daughter, friend, cousin, daughter-in-law, acquaintance, ect., will soon be gone and your former, agreeable, pleasant companion will return, sooner or later. Hopefully sooner, for both your sakes; because I promise, she doesn’t like being compared to a she-devil.
Monday, October 16, 2006
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