There was something about being pregnant that I miss terribly. I can't figure it out. Wasn't it less than two months ago that was I harping, "Oh, I wish this little baby would just come!" and now here I am actually yearning for the pregnancy not to be over.Strange. I think I enjoyed the sympathetic looks you'd get from other Moms. I liked the doors that were held open for you by men that would otherwise be oblivious to chivalry. I got a kick out of guys checking me out from the back and then I'd turn to a profile position with my humongous belly pointing at them, and they'd freak out. I like all the congrats I'd get from strangers. People just seemed to be nicer and more caring.
Now, when I dodge through a store with my travel system stroller and baby in tow, no one seems to see me, even though that contraption on wheels is pretty in-your-face obvious. When I walk through Target with the car seat brimming the shopping cart, as big as it is, no one seems to see me. It's like they refuse to step out of the way. "Look here, people!...I'm the one with the baby. Move out of our way!" Nehhhh, I may want to scream that, but I refrain from spewing mad-Mommy mantras!So for now, I'll just remain invisible with my very visible baby. :-)
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