Somehow, the term "pop" kinda grosses me out. Like "ready to pop," "have you popped yet?" etc. I associate popping with popping a pimple. My belly is not a pimple. I do get some tiny pimples on my belly sometimes, which I attribute to my nightly slathering it with thick oily belly grease (it feels sooooo good), but that is different.
Also, no need to ask me if I have had the baby yet. I will let you know.
There are plenty of things that I don't mind if people say. Here is a list of things that do not bother me, with my inner commentary in italics.
- Wow, you look just about done, huh? yes, in fact, I am just about done, thanks
- Geez, that belly is huge! no denying that, really
- You must be so uncomfortable well I'm not really that uncomfortable, but your concern for me is nice
- Are you having twins? no, and thank god for that
- So when you gonna have that baby? you are dumb, but at least not blatantly offensive
- When is your due date again? soon... soon...
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