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Several of my besties have had babies recently. Makes me think back to when I had my babies. And there pregnancies made me think back to my pregnancy.
And my husband’s inability to cater to a very hormonal and HUNGRY pregnant wife. He uttered the stupidest words ever to me when I was pregnant with his first child. His son. A boy for him and he almost lost the right to ever meet the child.
Let me give you context.
We had just finished supper and were probably sitting on the couch, watching tv and fighting over the tetris game. I am sure I made something fried, covered in gravy because, well, that I what I always wanted when I was pregnant. Probably also the reason I gained 50 pounds in 9 months.
A short while after finishing supper, I asked my loving, doting husband to go to Dairy Queen to get me a hot fudge sundae with Spanish peanuts.Note that Dairy Queen is over 10 miles away.His response, I expected, was to run out the door after my sundae. But instead…
He looks at me and asks how I could possibly be hungry. I am sure I said something witty like, “I am growing a spine, I am starving. Go get my sundae.”
And then he said it. Those words you should never utter to a barefoot and hormonal woman that you impregnated.
“I can HEAR you getting FATTER!”
Shrieks could could be heard for miles I am sure. And no he didn’t go get the sundae because I probably used a lot of profanity and went and locked my self in some room. Well, I would have locked myself in a room if any of our rooms had doors. But the old house we lived in only had one room with a door. The bathroom. And it wasn’t any place I wanted to spend a lot of time.
So, let it be known. He didn’t make that mistake twice.