It is becoming obvious that I might be having twins. Well, okay, it is becoming obvious that I am pregnant. Some people brave the chance that I am and ask, and some just assume that if I keep growing at this phenomenal rate, I'll get really fat, really quick. I don't know, people can be nutty.
Anyway, when someone comes across me as a pregnant lady, the conversation goes something like this:
"So, when are you due?"
"January, well, the end of, so maybe February"
"No, what is your due date?"
"The end of January"
"*sigh*Do you know what you are having"
"A baby I hope...ha ha, I don't know."
"Are you going to find out?"
"Aren't you curious"
"Sure, you seem to be too. We are going to let it be a surprise"
"That sounds great. Pause "Who is your Dr?"
"Ummm, I don't really have one."
"I know a couple that are really good."
"Well I mean, I don't have an OB, I have a midwife."
"Like a nurse midwife... Or like a scary non schooled, barefoot old lady midwife? Ha ha"
"yeah, exactly. She is a certified midwife, and has been practicing for over 30 years. "
"Yeah, I'm having my second homebirth"
"no drugs when you do it at home, right?"
"I don't think so. I never really asked"
"huh. I think you are crazy."
The fun part of this conversation is the look on peoples faces when they realize that I am not kidding, that I am going to give birth in my bedroom. Most people can catch themselves pretty quick and put on a smile, but some just stare at me open mouthed with a look of horror on their faces.
I find it funny.