Why do I bother?

Being pregnant I think it opens up the world to think they can offer unwarranted opinions, advice and comments. Does a belly that sticks out scream..."hey, you over there, tell me that my butt is big because.....
I mean come on!!! Ok so my butt is getting big but I don't need the world to point it out. My favorite is...your butt is getting wide, so you must be having a girl. Does that comment about having a girl void out the fact that you just said my butt is big???
Or, oh you have a glow, you are so having a boy! Or just because my face is covered in frosting from hostess chocolate cupcakes does not mean I am carrying a girl,. Did it ever occur to people that I just like to be a pig and suck down two of those lovely cakes with a tall glass of milk with ice cubes?!?!?!?!!? Yes, another discussion...I like ice in my milk :-)
Old wives tales crack me up. I love the one where you pee in the toilet with Drano and that will tell you what you are having. Or if you have zits, you are carrying a girl...or if you want steak it is a boy. Love them!!!!
My other pet peeve is when people, especially family ask you what names you are thinking about and I tell them...I get the ole...oh that name, I dated a ***** and he was a jerk or I knew a **** and she was a tramp! Oh folks I don't care...but of course I listen to them and second guess myself. So with that in mind I will keep our names to ourselves...weird, trampy, or silly to ourselves and on the day my child is born, no one will say...oh that is a weird name, they will ohh and ahhh and say nice fit.
Being a little curious about the gender I did seek out the "opinion" of the Chinese lunar calendar. it was accurate with my son so I thought I would give it a whirl...well they are telling me boy. Great, I have no preference either way, but a healthy baby. But eating all this sweets have got to mean only one thing. I LOVE THEM!!!!!!
So my advice to the woman at the Disney store who thinks that I like a complete stranger rubbing my belly....um. lady, thanks for the nice comments but um, you are so in my personal space!!!!!

When it rains, it pours!

My entire life I have been blessed with a healthy family. My parents have been very lucky in regards to having a pill free life. I have friends of mine whose parents have been on all kinds of meds for a very long time and with my father turing 75 and mother heading to 70 in April, the only thing they take is the occasional asprin.
Well, early Novemeber, Dad finds a lump in his neck. This starts a string of appointments with doctors and biopsies and the never ending re-checks. We just got the diagnosis that he has lymphoma. What a complete drag! Now he has to get more test to determine what sort of Chemo he will have to get. I never thought I could feel sorry for my father, him being strong and kept us together but I do. I see him now as someone so small and in need of a boat load of help. BUT!!! If that is not bad enough...my mother has two "bad" mammograms...so off to get a biopsy for her. Now we wait on the results for her. I never in a million years ever thought that I could face the possibilities of caring for two ill parents. I am thankful for my large family. My siblings are around all the time but I fear that they see them weak and small too. Pity is not what they need, I guess it is strength.