Our precious boys...

Our precious boys...

Thursday, September 9, 2010

STRANGERS: Happy or Sad?

HAPPY STRANGERS:

Another of my favorite things during this pregnancy has been the shock of others when they find out I’m expecting twins. (Especially now in these last months, when my belly is HUGE, so they think I’m due anytime!) I've been amazed by the amount of strangers who talk to me! And the conversation generally goes something like this:

Stranger: Smiles while looking at my belly and says, “When’s your baby due?”

Me: “October 12th”

Stranger: Still smiles but inside is probably thinking, “What the heck? She’s HUGE!”

Me: I take a dramatic pause while they are reflecting. Then I say, “TWIN boys!!”

Stranger: He/she doesn’t always comment right away, but then an even bigger smile comes across their face! Some people even say, "You don't look big enough to be having twins!"


I love it that strangers ask questions. (Although I know lots of expecting mothers don’t.) But I’m enjoying the extra attention and care. I love smiles from strangers just walking by too. They look so happy and excited for you. It just warms my heart.


SAD STRANGERS:

As I walk around in public, I often see people looking at my belly. I know it probably doesn't bother most people and they smile and are happy to see a pregnant woman. Or else they don't even notice it at all.

But at the same time, I find myself often wondering if that person happens to be "me" sometime in the last 4 years. The woman who has been struggling for years to become pregnant and then sees a pregnant woman in the grocery store and rudely thinks, "I bet she wasn't even trying to get pregnant." I looked at pregnant women and it made me sad and resentful. It didn't make me happy. I wish no one ever had to have that feeling. And it's something you don't want to feel and then feel so horrible for having felt it. But that is a normal emotion for someone going through infertility, and that's okay.

So, I sincerely hope that no one has looked at me pregnant having it make them sad. I wish I knew who those people were when passing by, because if they only knew my story. And I'd gladly share it with them. I pray it would give them hope to never give up and trust in God's plan and in His timing...