Well today it happened. My first stranger pregnant belly pat. At 35 weeks pregnant. Ew.
I was completely disgusted (strong words, I know) and I was completely not expecting that to happen when I walked into the post office this afternoon. Who would have guessed?
I had all intentions of blogging about my wonderful baby shower this past Saturday, but that will have to wait until tomorrow.
Let me share the pregnant belly touch with you…
First of all, we get so many solicitors at our house. People selling furniture off their truck, selling frozen food off their truck, selling paintings that are rolled up. You name it and I’m sure those people have come to our door to try to get us to partake in their goods. I cannot stand it at all.
I actually want to get a sign for the outside, but that’s just one thing that I haven’t done yet.
This morning when the doorbell rang I saw what appeared to be just another solicitation so I did not answer it. In fact I walked into our bedroom so that I wouldn’t be seen until the person went away. It seemed like a good plan at the time.
After ringing the doorbell twice, the lady went away. Tarzan was outside while all of this was going on, so when he walked inside I told him that we had another person at the door trying to tell us something. I also told him how annoyed I was by it all.
He was like, “Oh no” and walked outside. Wouldn’t you know that he was expecting a package and he had to sign for it. Of course I had no idea of this, so I felt bad that I didn’t answer the door.
Being the good husband he is, he kept telling me that it wasn’t my fault at all; he should have told me that he was expecting something. Still, I felt really bad…
So I told him that I would go to the post office to pick up the package. I had errands to run anyways.
By the time I got to the post office it was already 4pm. (I should also point out that the post office is at least 25 minutes away from my house. There is another post office that it literally 3 minutes away and I have no idea why we don’t go there to retrieve packages in times like these.)
I walked into the post office and was immediately knocked on my ass because apparently the a/c wasn’t working. The line was long and I just wanted to turn right back away, but I didn’t. After all my husband was waiting on this damn package and it was my fault for not answering the damn door.
Ugh.
As soon as I get in line, the man in front of me turns around to start making conversation. I hate this in any situation. I don’t enjoy small talk with someone that I will never see/talk to again. It is absolutely pointless to me.
That being said, I am still a nice person, so I agreed with the man when he said that it was hot outside. Then his eyes traveled down to my belly and he made some dumb comment like, “oh yeah you must be hot!” (So original dude).
Then before I knew what to expect his hand touched my pregnant belly. I wanted to make a comment about how inappropriate this was. Or hit him. But I just froze, completely in shock that people feel that this action is normal to do.
TO A COMPLETE STRANGER.
He went in for the touch again for the second time and then I started sending Tarzan call me signals in my head. This was serious business and I was extremely uncomfortable.
Oh, did I also mention that he would not stop talking either.
He started telling me about his 10 kids. (That’s right, 10. 7 with his wife and 3 with 3 other women.) And his wife’s 4 miscarriages. Her D&C. Her 5 c-sections, complete with him in the room watching everything. Her last c-section that he wasn’t able to attend because of the extra scar tissue that surrounding her stomach. His son that is 6’6″ and the call from a coach.
And on and on and on.
Oh and this was within the first 7-10 minutes of me standing in line. A line that was not moving whatsoever and I knew that I needed to test the bond with my husband to call and rescue me.
And it was so freakin’ hot that I was about to sweat.
I was trapped and hating every minute of it.
And then my phone rang!
I didn’t care who it was, even if it was the wrong number. It was a distraction and a way for me to get away from this nonstop talking man that touched my belly.
It was my husband. See, we really are connected since he got my call me signals.
LOL, I realize that it was a complete fluke, but I was happy nonetheless.
I kept him on the phone for a LONG time, at least 10 minutes. The line did not move at all. We were running out of things to say to each other, so we got off the phone. Immediately I started to text him and let him know about this weird man in front of me.
Texting kept me occupied until the guy’s phone rang and he took the call. Thank you Lord.
I kept on looking down and pretending to look busy on my phone and then the line started to move. The guy was called up to the counter and was in and out super fast. Luckily when it was my turn it took a lot longer because the package didn’t appear to be there initially. I was fine with waiting because I did not want to be accosted in the parking lot.
After I got the package and when I was sure that it was safe and that the coast was clear outside, I made a mad dash to my car, locked the doors, and sped away.
The guy might have been the nicest, most genuine man in the whole wide world, but there is never, ever, ever a reason why a nice or mean guy or girl should ever come that close to my pregnant bump.
Unless that person is my husband. That’s it. No exceptions.
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Umm, I think you could have been a little more gracious.. and consider yourself lucky if he was the only one who tried to feel you up.. I have a friend who couldn't run errands without someone patting her belly at every turn.. Next time politely bow out of the conversation and say goodbye.
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