So I walked to Target with the boys this morning because we needed formula. After almost 7 months I'm finally getting used to people stopping me (literally every outing is about 4-5 stops). I'm really tired of it but know it's inevitable with twins. So I deal. I really don't mind people oohing and aahing over the boys as they walk by but the stopping just really gets old.
This was probably the worst trip anywhere I've ever had with the boys. I usually just brush it all off and I know that people usually don't have negative intentions but this crap gets to you after awhile. I really need to think of some smart-ass comments to say to these people on the spot (which I usually think of after the fact and wish I could have said)
Idiot Interaction #1:
Woman, pregnant daughter (my age) and little girl in shopping cart. They ooh and ahh over the boys and then as they walk past the older woman looks back at me and slithers, "poor thing!". Wait..what? Am I bleeding somewhere? Do I look like I've contracted some life threatening illness? Why poor thing? I am not unfortunate for having twins. I am BLESSED. Some people aren't even lucky enough to have ONE baby, and I know exactly how blessed I am that we didn't even have to try and had two. I am not a poor thing. If anything, her daughter was the poor thing! She had a 2 year old in the cart and another on the way....SHE is going to be busy, much much busier than I will be.
I wish I could have said that, instead I replied with, "No way. I am blessed..and this is the best job in the world!"
Idiot Interaction #2:
I get about an isle away from the first stupid comment and another lady stops me. (I get this one a lot)
"Aww cute twins, are they identical?"
"Nope. Not identical, they just look a lot alike"
"Are you sure?? They look identical to me."
"Yep. I'm sure."
And then she proceeded to argue with me for about 5 minutes. I know to YOU they look a lot alike but I'm their mama and I know who is who and they are clearly not identical. Just brothers who happen to look similar. Don't argue with me about it.
At the check out line, with a cashier we've seen MANY times before, and who has commented about the boys many times before. A woman in line was talking about the boys and how cute they were and the cashier chimes in, "And one on the way!"
Uh, I know I have some more weight to lose lady but I'm not pregnant. Thanks for calling me fat though! I could feel how bad the women around me felt after that comment because every woman knows the cardinal rule of womanhood: NEVER, under any circumstances comment on a woman's pregnancy status unless they have already confirmed with you that they are in fact, pregnant.
So, I'm walking out of Target now, completely annoyed at the stupidity and rudeness I'd witnessed in the past 20 minutes when along comes the topping on the cake:
I'm not even making eye contact with people at this point in hopes nobody will stop me. A woman (with a stroller) belts out as she walks by, "WOW! You have your hands FULL. I'm surprised you even got out of the house!!"
........*smacks head* *briefly has images of tripping aforementioned woman and laughing at her face dive into the pavement* *thinks "Wow, I'm surprised you even LEFT the house! Eeek! You're scaring my children!"*
But instead, I just kept on walking.