First of all, NO...I am not pregnant.
I have no plans of getting pregnant anytime soon. I am as unpregnant as they come.
Just wanted to put that out there.
But I happen to work in an elementary school. A school that has 3 male employees. Everyone else is a woman. A gossipy woman. And at the time being, 3 of the women I work with are pregnant. They are all due between May and July. One of those women is my partner at work (we teach the same group of kids), and she is also my best friend at school. We'll call her S.
Apparently, if you're young and of child bearing age and you're married and your best friend gets pregnant, people seem to think that you are pregnant too.
Since S announced her pregnancy last November, I have had 5 people ask me if I'm pregnant too. FIVE.
I'm sorry but the last time I checked, you don't become pregnant when your best friend announces her pregnancy. I don't think it works that way.
Everytime someone asks me "the question" and I respond in a hysteric yelling fit, they quickly say something along the lines of, "Well, don't be offended! You're young and married, and you know, S is pregnant and all, so I thought you may be too"
Does that logic make ANY sense? AT ALL?! Since when did pregnancy become a contagious disease among friends. I don't think it works like that.
I will admit. I have gained about 10 pounds since last winter. Those are 10 pounds I am not happy about. In fact, I hate them and I'm hoping to get rid of them. But they're there. And that's just the way it is. HOWEVER, I don't think those 10 pounds on my hips and thighs are making me look pregnant. They just make my butt look big! But maybe I'm wrong. Because five people have asked me if I'm pregnant too. And apparently that's an okay question to ask people. Who knew?
My self esteem is shot.
I have become incredibly self conscious about my clothing choices.
And I am beginning to wonder if I have a poor perception of what I really look like.
Maybe I really do look like I'm sporting a baby bump?
These are the thoughts and feelings I've been struggling with since November. And it sucks.
I'm not writing this post to get compliments on how I look, I wrote it more as a way to vent. I am frustrated with the boldness and rudeness of others. People who have no social graces and think their questions are appropriate.
In good news, this just encourages me to work out harder. After being asked for the fifth time today and getting in the car and crying as I called J, I told that treadmill who was boss at the Y tonight. I suppose I can use this as motivation to get my butt to the gym. Always trying to see the positive!