Hi everyone, I haven't been around much lately, because I got married and moved back home to New Zealand in the last month
But enough fishing for congrats
I had an experience in a restaurant before I left Canada that I'd like to share.
So, DH (ooh, first time I've gotten to refer to him as that) and I decided to go out for lunch to a great Japanese restaurant that we love. We got there and it was pretty busy. We were seated with a pair of breeders with a fresh fleshloaf and a toadler at the table behind us, and a table of three 20-something ladies to our right.
A few minutes into our meal, the loaf behind us began quietly fussing (i.e. wailing its head off), but to my pleasure the duhd actually took the kyd outside to settle it down.
While he was outside, the ladies to my right began a conversation which I soon found myself eavesdropping on in glee.
One of the ladies began discussing her upcoming nuptials, and basically went into a rant about her bitchy wannamoo sister. She said that her sister had been TTC for six months, and had said to her 'You'll have to have empire-line dresses for the bridesmaids, because if I get pregnant now I'll have a belly by the time of the wedding!'. This lady was having none of it, and said to her dining companions, 'How dare she think she can dictate to me what dresses I choose for my bridesmaids? It's MY wedding, I'll have what I want, and if I don't want empire waist dresses, then tough shit for her'. She then went on to add, 'I don't want that bitch as a bridesmaid anyway, I don't want her standing up at the altar rubbing her belly in front of everyone with a smug grin on her face and stealing my thunder while I'm saying my vows!'.
I was cracking up inwardly and had to resist the urge to lean over to her table and be like 'High five, sistah!'. I was so pleased to hear of someone having the balls to not give in to an entitled preggo sister's every whim.
Shortly after, this conversation between them ended and the three young ladies left. By this time the duhd had returned with the loaf (who had stopped its screaming) and sat back down with his broodmare. It turned out that the broodmare had evidently also been eavesdropping on the ladies' convo, because she immediately began relaying it to her husband, but of course she was all, 'How dare she not give in to her sister's demands, she's PREGNANT' blablabla wankwankwank etc.
Typical moo attitude, never mind that it's your sister's WEDDING, no, your belly full of arms and legs is more important and should be given primacy over the bride's wishes
Puh-lease.