Yup, that's what a lady asked me yesterday.
Not, "Are you pregnant?"
"Did you just have a large and delicious lunch?"
But rather, "How far along are you? 3, 4 months?"
I thought: Months? MONTHS? Lady, we're still counting in weeks, occasionally days here!
I said: Oh, just over two.
Which, by the way, is a complete and total lie. We're 6 weeks tomorrow.
I am up 6 pounds. And I am happy about that, considering the day after transfer (and the entire following week) I was up 10-11 pounds. Even so, I do NOT think I look 12-16 weeks pregnant.
Here is what I know:
- You show earlier with each pregnancy. With Adelia I was 19 weeks... Emmy it was 14 weeks..
- You show earlier with twins. So if this is... and I do show earlier than with Emmy....
- Popular opinion says you show earlier if conceived through IVF.
- I was wearing low rise jeans (because of tender injection sites still)
- I wasn't wearing a cami under my fitted shirt.
- I had just eaten pizza.
- I was sitting in an awkward position.
But more than all of that, I know this.This baby(ies) is the size of a sesame seed. It aint showing.
There exists a rule in the universe about this sort of thing. It goes a little something like this, "Don't ask a woman if she's pregnant. Ever. Never, ever ask that. Even if she's wearing a Tshirt that says 'I am 45 weeks pregnant with quintuplets.' Don't ask if she's pregnant. It could be an old shirt."
Why don't people ever follow the rules?