Only at the Wal-Mart

On Friday I went to Wal-Mart and had three different women ask me if I was having twins. Three.

The first was a Wal-Mart associate, that said, "I'll bet you're tired" when I asked where the childrens backpacks were, then asked if I was pregnant with twins. I said no it was just a really big baby and she said, "It looks like it". When I walked off I heard her say to the other lady she was working with, "You got ta be nice to HER."

The second was lady that asked, seemed to believe that she was also psychic as she came up behind me and started talking to my backside.

Lady: When are those beautiful baby girls coming?!?!
Me - thinking: I KNOW she isn't talking to ME.
Lady: So when are the baby girls due?
Me-thinking: I have GOT to turn around and look at the crazy lady.
Me - Turns around.
Lady: When are the twins due? They are girls right?
Me - thinking: OMG. She IS talking to me.
Me: It's just one and he's due any minute.
Lady: Wow! You're really big.
Me: Yeah, heh. He's a big one.
Lady: Congratulations!

The third lady, tried to convince me that although we just had an ultrasound the day before and only have heard one heartbeat the entire pregnancy, that "You could never tell with these things". That I probably was going to have twins and one was hiding behind the other one, because I sure was BIG!

And you know what? I am big. And hot. And sweaty. And ready to have this baby. Well, ready after Connor's first day of pre-school on Wednesday.