1. Have you figured out what's causing it yet?
And by that of course they mean PREGNANCY. To be honest, NO we haven't... It's the third time it's happend, and we can't for the life of us figure out what the common denominator is...
2. Don't you guys own a TV?
Of course we do... Then again, when you become a parent, you become pretty creative in the ways that you spend 'quality time'. You'd be surprised what you can accomplish between the kids bed time and the beginning of 'Offspring'.
3. I hope you guys get a boy/I bet you hope this one's a boy/So you tried for a boy then?
Ok, so I realise this is kind of a three-in-one, but the sentiment is the same. My answers to these questions are as follows;
-Why, I don't nevessarily.
-No not specifically.
-Nope, we just wanted one of Nath's swimmers to get to the goal...
Yes, we already have two girls, Nathan is severely outnumbered in the penis vs vagina games here, but what if he's ok with that? We made the decision to try for another baby. We literally gave no thought to whether the potential life in the making was going to be a boy or a girl (we were a little preoccupied at the time). We tried, to get pregnant. Full stop. The idea that a family isn't complete without at least one of each gender is absurd. I myself am one of FOUR GIRLS, and I'm pretty sure if you ask my dad, he's just happy that we've all survived to adult hood, it doesn't matter what we have between our legs. From my point of view, I'm not sure I know what to do with a boy. A baby vagina I can handle, I know all the words to Frozen already, as well as the names of almost every Disney princess known to humankind, and have had more trips to the emergency room than many of the 'boy mums' that I know. So if we 'get a girl' (hint, it already is one or the other, it's not like claiming a prize at the end) then I'm absolutely over the moon. Nath and I discussed at length, and were both on the same page. It's about the baby, not the gender. He's not upset if he's the dad of three girls, in fact, this man was made to be the dad of girls. He's not above playing barbies, he knows the difference between Kristoff and Hans, and when puberty strikes (dear god please help us) he doesn't even flinch at the mention of the 'p' word. We'll be just fine.
4. Wow... You're gonna have your hands full!
Chaos come at me! Who wants to live safely with one child for each hand? What's that all about?
5. I didn't even know you were trying!
Look as much as the other half would probably like to scream it from the mountain top (cause lets face it, it don't happen as much as he would like it to), I just don't fancy telling everyone about our renditions of the honizontal tango. Besides, it's something that many of us would like to keep to ourselves, and the reasons are many! I for one didn't fancy all of my peeps breathing down my neck wondering when I was going to announce the next bun in the oven. There are so few surprises in life these days, it's nice to keep some things to ourselves.
6. Omg, was it planned?
Was what planned? Pregnancy? Of course not. We still haven't figured out what's causing it yet, remember? (see point 1...)
This question annoys me most of all. Like a couple couldn't possibly want more than two kids, it HAS to be an accident! Look honey, as much as Nath would hate me to admit this, there aren't really any 'accidents' in this house... if you know what I mean. We have alway spoken about having 3 kids. Sure, it's wavered at times, but ultimately, we've always come back to it. I knew I wasn't done sitting in the car on the way home from the hospital after having my second. However, all going well this time. This baby maker is closed... there will not be a number 4!
7. The immediately count back the number of weeks you are to when you conceived.... AWKWARD...
Yes, totes awkies... yes, it was that weekend... the one after you birthday party... and now you're imagining Nath and I doing the no pants dance! Haha sucker. No sympathy. Just don't, you brought it on yourself.
8. Are you sure?
Nope, not sure... I just made it all up.
9. You're crazy...
Yes, yes I am... but not because I'm about to drop our third piece of crotchfruit.
It's a well known fact of Kirsty, that I like to live life by the heart, NOT by the head. That's Nathan's job (and I don't mean the downstairs one). Of course there were discussions about the practicalities and the cost. Did I also mention that I'm very persuausive?
10. Umm... Are you sure there's only one in there?
Yep. This isn't a question that I'm unused to, but when it starts at the time you're annoucning, because you're baby maker is already so stretched that it just relaxes straight back into baby-making mode, and you're defs showing by 12 weeks, then it's annoying. Look dude, if it were twins, I'd be crying as I tell you. Not that there's anything wrong with twins, I'm just not ready to make it a number 3 AND 4 double deal here.
So tell me, what are some of the annoying things people have said to you?
Behind the blog...
‘The Mummysomniac’ is a lifestyle, motherhood and most recently, pregnancy blog, founded in 2015 by Kirsty McKenzie. She’s a mum of three, blogging about the highs and lows of motherhood, with a straight forward and honest approach, as well as a little bit of humour. Kirsty is passionate about sharing the realities of #MumLife, not the cookie cutter, high gloss version