C’mon, baby, let’s do the waddle

Trust family to bring you back to reality when you start gloating about even the most modest of things.

On Monday, I went to register at the health centre in our area. A midwife is resident at the practice so, having registered, I wanted to book an appointment with her. Without taking her eyes from the screen, the receptionist asked, “How many weeks pregnant are you?” “Twenty-four,” I said. She looked surprised and eyed me from top to toe.

In retrospect, she was probably just thinking it’s pretty lax to wait until you’re almost six months along to see someone. In fact, that is likely all she was thinking since she then asked if this was the first time I was seeing someone, which I thought a bit of a silly question but maybe there are people who wait until they’re popping out to seek medical advice. I don’t know these people. But I believe they must be made of stronger and scarier stuff than I.

Instead I went away thinking that she must have been surprised at how small I was for twenty-four weeks (a nice change from certain acquaintances who love to remind me that I look enormous before even saying hello). This happy thought was reaffirmed yesterday when my dentist was surprised that I was pregnant, inspected my tummy and said, “Oh but you’re so tiny!”

So I went on my merry way. I even announced at the dinner table last night that two people this week hadn’t thought I looked particularly pregnant.

Then my brother said, “But everyone can tell from how you walk.”
I do beg your pardon.
Seeing that he could be digging himself into a bad spot he said, “You know. You look like someone carrying something… delicate.”

Well, blow me down. Pregnant women must be terrifying. My brother who usually has no trouble frankly insulting me has decided to tread carefully in telling me that I have a pregnant waddle.

A waddle at 24 weeks. Thanks, SPD.

Image: David Wright


6 Comments

  1. Arielane
    February 9, 2011 / 1:17 pm

    Funny stuff! 😀 xx

  2. February 9, 2011 / 1:18 pm

    Glad to hear I’m not the only one walking like a penguin 😉

  3. February 9, 2011 / 4:20 pm

    hahahahaha… I know the pregnant walk well :p Ppl prolly thought I was pregnant for years. But I’m loving the sibling censorship =) Maybe pregnant women are secretly feared! pop-culture ftw

  4. Adele
    February 10, 2011 / 12:16 pm

    Arielane – Thanks!
    Carolin – I probably should have used a penguin as the post image instead of a duck!
    Tunks – Really I have no complaints – you’ve lived with RA for so long and so bravely!

  5. February 13, 2011 / 5:58 pm

    Ha! My brother in law took great delight in pointing out that I had swollen feet which was rather nice of him! I think I was trying to be blind to the fact my body parts had start to resemble little sausages!!

  6. Adele
    February 16, 2011 / 1:20 pm

    Kind, aren’t they, these men in our lives! At least my husband has learned he mustn’t even let on with his eyes that my changing body surprises him.

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