Special

Here’s a conversation from today that I could have lived without:

Special Person walks up to You Da Mom. Special Person’s eyes divert down to You Da Mom’s chest. (No, Special Person is not a man!) Special Person raises eyebrows and says…

“Still breastfeeding?”

You Da Mom: No.

Special Person: Oh. No?

You Da Mom: Nope.

Special Person appears to be confused. “Oh.” Special Person looks again at You Da Mom’s chest. “Did you stop recently?”

You Da Mom: No.

Special Person attempts a recovery, but sadly fails. “A few months ago?”

You Da Mom: Try six.

Now, isn’t that just special? Seriously, though, that is the equivalent of staring at someone’s belly and asking, “When are you due?” And they’re not even pregnant.

Not. Cool.

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5 Responses to “Special”

Nanette
January 21st, 2007 00:35
1

I wish I could have my breastfeeding breasts back….now I’m stuck with flapjacks :P

Was this a stranger?
domestic_slackstress
January 21st, 2007 00:52
2

I feel you. I recently decided to dare to bare my flap jack tits via a deep scoopneck crimson red T-shirt. I wore it to a party. I felt pretty svelte. I thought I had it goin’ on until my gay male friend squinted at my chest as if trying to read micro type and blurted out, “Holy fuck. What happened to your tits. Where’d they go?” Did I mention that he said this at full volume at a three-year-old’s birthday party? What happened to my tits? Three in a row starving sucker fish babies did. Again, I feel you. Have you been to the real breasts gallery link on my blog? That should make you feel better. That is, if grossed out is better than …
foradifferentkindofgirl
January 21st, 2007 21:36
3

this sounds like a conversation i would have with my mother. or,actually, one my mother would have with me while i stood there in abject horror.

who am i kidding. conversations like this make up the bulk of my time with my mother.
Anne
January 21st, 2007 22:58
4

What THE HELL? I have had flapjacks after nursing the first to and full well know I will have even less than flapjacks after this third one. Why do people have to be so lame?!
mad muthas
January 23rd, 2007 14:57
5

can you tuck them into your belt yet, though? that’s the real test.