Justin Baker3 said:The only thing getting on my nerves right now is how nobody seems happy when I tell them I'm doing well. If I say I'm good or—heaven forbid—great, everyone just gives me this disappointed look. Like, wtf?
Man, you ladies really cracked me up...🤣
People are just wired this way and they aren't going to change--period..
I'm currently pregnant with my third, so I've been doing a deep dive into all the crap online...
I don't even bother snapping back at them anymore; instead, I just drop some "smart" remark and while they're standing there with their mouths hanging open 😕, I just breeze out of there 😉
We decided on a third because we wanted three kids total—gender didn't matter to us or anything...
Our second girl was a real struggle—spent a month in the NICU, terrible prognosis, three years of constant doctor visits and therapies... but if you saw her now, she’s a little powerhouse...😍
My husband used to drive to the hospital every single day—and I mean every day—to visit the 4th floor neonatal unit (back when they had the old maternity ward in Chicago), just staring through the glass for his allotted thirty minutes...
And then you get these old-school busybodies coming around acting like they're experts, saying stuff like, "Don't worry, the third one will be a boy," and my husband just bolts out of the house. Later he told me he can't deal with those crazy women anymore and he's about ready to lose it on them
Anyway, I could go on forever... the point is, God gave you two ears for a reason—one to let it in and the other to let it right back out...