Ridiculous Things My Husband Says During My Pregnancy: Part 6

Steve: So what are your plans for today? Sit around and grow a baby?

Ridiculous Things My Husband Says During My Pregnancy: Part 5

Me: What would we do if the baby was born and was allergic to Finn.

Steve: We'd have to sell the baby. Finn was here first.

Me: Sigh.

Steve: Babies aren't allergic to dogs.

Ridiculous Things My Husband Says During My Pregnancy: Part 4

Let me set the scene for this one. We're sitting in the triage room at the hospital waiting for my non-stress test to be finished. The doctors just told us that the bleeding I've been having isn't anything to worry about, and Steve is texting our family members to let them know Cai and I are okay. I think this one wins for most ridiculous.

Steve: I should find a picture of a premature baby and text it to everyone.

Me: THAT WOULD BE HORRIBLE!

Steve; It would be hilarious!

In his defense, I think he was overcome with relief and had taken leave of his senses. I tattled on him to his mom. She was not amused. He giggled and said, "That would have been funny."

Ridiculous Things My Husband Says During My Pregnancy: Part 3

Me: I'm so hungry today. I've been eating like it's my job.

Steve: That is your job right now isn't it?

Me: Sigh. I guess it is.

Ridiculous Things My Husband Says During My Pregnancy: Part 2

Me: Ouch.

Steve: What's the matter?

Me: He kicked me, and it hurt.

Steve: Tell him to stop. Pats my belly and yells. Hey, you in there, stop kicking your Momma! Cut that out!

Ridiculous Things My Husband Says During My Pregnancy: Part 1

Me: Rolling over in bed  with my great big body pillow

Steve: I know, Finn, when Mommy rolls over it's like an earthquake.

Me: What?!

Steve: Nothing. I'm just talking to Finn.

Adding Insult to Injury

Not four hours after that last post, I joined my cousin and her family at the local pool. They had family passes; I had to pay to get in. I handed the guy (young, attractive, teenage, male) four dollars for the $3.50 fee. He got ready to hand me back a dollar because he thought I paid too much, then said, "Wait, are you over seventeen?" Sarah and I both laughed and said, "Twenty-four." I was probably four or five, maybe even six years older than the guy and he thought I was young enough to get in at the under seventeen price. Good grief. Thanks for all the uplifting comments on facebook on the last post, ha. You need to check out my actual blog so that I feel cooler.