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Honestly, the whole "is it a boy or a girl?" obsession drives me nuts, but then you get those people offering unsolicited advice like, "Oh, you gained 50 pounds during your first pregnancy, so maybe watch what you eat this time." Like, excuse me? Why do they even care? I’ll worry about dropping the weight once the baby is actually here, not them. They should probably just focus on losing their own extra pounds instead.
So, I finally lost my cool yesterday and cut ties with this so-called "friend"—more like an acquaintance, really. He decided to comment on Facebook about how pregnancy is cruel and unnatural, how it just "deforms" women, and how hormones turn us into complete wrecks. Since I couldn't reply directly to his comment on that specific post, I just hit him with a status of my own, telling him he was dead wrong and that pregnancy is honestly one of the most beautiful things a woman can experience. Well, that triggered him. He started launching insults at me, my baby, my husband—everything. And get this: some random 25-year-old girl was actually liking his status. Like, seriously? What is wrong with people? It makes zero sense to me. As for him, I guess I finally see why everyone used to warn me about him. People always said he was unhinged, totally insecure, and emotionally unstable. He’s obsessed with steroids and spends all his time at the gym, which is clearly just making his personality even more distorted. He’s spiraling, losing friends left and right, and honestly, those kinds of posts just make him look desperate for attention while everyone else moves on. He's just pathetic, really... truly pathetic. He's officially blocked for eternity.
Sarah Harris5 said:I love catching someone mid-gossip. Did they even have the decency to blush? 🤣
Honestly, I didn't notice any blushing. Probably didn't happen.
So I was at the clinic in Chicago today for an OGTT test. At the front desk, the lady tells me to just toss my referral slip into the little bin on the side. No big deal, right? So I do it. Right behind me, three more pregnant women show up, and she gives them all the exact same instruction. The waiting room is absolutely packed—not a single person thinks to move so we can actually sit down. We’re just standing there for like half an hour until this one guy, whose wife is also pregnant, starts getting heated at the counter because nobody is calling us up. He’s like, "Hey, shouldn't we have priority here?" And this woman has the nerve to look him dead in the eye and lie, saying, "Oh, your paperwork is already inside, they'll call you when they're ready." Like, seriously? Total lie. So I stepped up and told her straight out, "Actually, no, our papers are still sitting right here in this box." She just went dead silent. Then, thinking I couldn't hear her because I'd stepped aside, she turns to the other girl working the desk and starts bitching, "God, these pregnant women... they can't wait five minutes, always acting like it's an emergency because they gotta pee or they feel sick..." Unbelievable. Two women just sitting there gossiping about it while the room is so crowded you can barely breathe. Just awful.
Douglas Booth22 said:The only thing that really gets under my skin lately is being asked: "What are you going to do about the cat?" 🙄 My Figo is such a good boy; he sleeps right in his own basket and nowhere else. Before the baby arrives, we’re taking him in for his checkup and neutering, so there won't be any issues.
Honestly, I wouldn't dream of getting rid of him now—he’s a full member of this family and we absolutely adore him. 😍
Yeah, I'm with you on that. It feels like everyone is constantly asking us what we're planning to do with the cat.😂 Of course he's staying! He's part of the family, and we've had him for almost four years now. He's up to date on shots, he's neutered, and I just know the little one is going to love him.😍😍