Friday, July 20, 2012

Don't ask unless you really want to know

So their is this Thai restaurant here in town.  Jeremy and I both really like it.  We have been there so many times we know the people that work there.  They are always very nice when we go in, ask how my kids are and I ask about hers.

Well the other day I decided we should have Thai for dinner since we hadn't been in a while.  I go in and Kim was sitting there with her nephew and she says "wow you look great, whats you secret to lossing the baby weight  are you on a diet or is it stress?"  I stood there for a sec and thought about my answer.  What do I tell her?  Do I lie and say nothing special.  Do I say breastfeeding which is at least partailly true?  Or do I tell the truth and say my son was born with a rare genetic disease that you have never heard of before and every time we can home from a specialist with a new list of what was "wrong" with him I didn't feel like eating for the next day or so. 

Its kind of like when you are late to something and someone says something like "did you get into a car wreck or what"  Well sometimes the answer to that question is yes.  So in the end I told her that I breast feed for a while and that Sam was a little sick as a newborn so some of my weight loss was due to stress but now he is doing better.  She said, "oh so you breastfed", a little uncomfortably, and then changed the subject.

I felt kinda of bad about the conversation.  She wasn't in any way trying to be mean or rude, and I didn't want to lie to her but I did kinda feel like the whole story was way to much information.  I guess the lesson here is don't ask unless you really want to know.

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Sense of Direction

I have a really bad sense of direction.  Even on routes I have taken many times before I can get lost.  I have trouble with North, South, East, and West.  Don't even get me started on Left vs Right.  I don't know why this is really.  A friend of mine asked my dad if I came into the world backwards and my dad said "well actually she was breach."  Well at least I get it honestly. 

I bring this up because my son Max has an excellent sense of direction.  He knows the second I take a different way home, he yells from the back seat "going the wrong way!"  Then I have to explain to him why I went the way I went. 

We were at St Joe's a while back for some apt and we left the hospital a little differently than we had entered.  I was looking around the parking lot for our car and Max pipes up and says "the car is over in there mom"  Oh yeah, so it is.

My favorite happened just recently.  The family had gone to the Hands On Museum and Jeremy lead us around the block the wrong way to get inside.  On the way out he said we should go the other way, and we did and i looked at jeremy and we both quietly said I wonder if Max will notice.  Sure enough "your going the wrong way mom and dad"   He so did not get that from me.