Looking Pregnant

I think someone may have recognized me as being pregnant this past week. It's a little unclear.

I was on my way home, and I was trying to think of something good to make for dinner. For some reason I feel like I'm in a cooking rut lately. I never know what to make anymore, except spaghetti, and that's getting a little old.

I decided since I've finally gotten over my aversion to chicken from the first trimester, it would be a good time to make an old favorite for Derek and me - honey mustard chicken with steamed vegetables. We always like to eat it while watching the Biggest Loser especially, and since the new season started this week, I decided it would be a good time to break it out again.

Unfortunately I was out of mustard. Mustard is just not one of those things that you remember to buy at the grocery store.

I stopped at the gas station to pick some up, and waited in line while an older gentleman in front of me bought lottery tickets. The lady at the register finally called me up, and I plopped my bottle of mustard down on the counter.

It was slightly awkward, because Mr. Lottery Gambler decided to scratch his lottery tickets right there at the counter. So I squeezed into the available space between the register and the old man, and started digging around in my purse for a dollar bill.

Then the lady at the register started to talk. I wasn't quite sure if she was talking to me or Mr. Gambler, but she said "Man, when I was pregnant, I loved mustard. I wanted to put mustard on everything. And now I hate it."

Unfortunately I'm not very quick on my feet, and I couldn't think of the appropriate thing to say, so I just said the standard "Oh really?" comment. I was still trying to figure out if she was making the pregnant comment because she realized I was pregnant, or if she was just making conversation.

I should have just blurted out "Do you really think I look pregnant?" But see that wouldn't be the right thing to say either - I would either look over-eager, or she would think I was offended because I wasn't really pregnant.

I'm sorely tempted to go back and ask her if she could really tell, but that would score even higher on the creepy, over-eager scale.

I'm afraid it must remain a mystery. But I prefer to think she could tell that my belly pooch was from a baby, and not an excess of mustard-covered chili dogs.

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Natalie said...

haha that is SO funny!
you definitely should have asked but you shouldn't go back...that would definitely score on the creep list hahaha! soon there will be no question : )

Unknown said...

I'm sure she was talking about you since you were buying the mustard :)...and well you certainly look pregnant to me.

LeAnna said...

Never fear, you will be looking pregnant in no time. I have a friend who is built a lot like you (TINY!) and she's 10 weeks pregnant. She is bemoaning this fact, also. You'll blink and be 8 1/2 months pregnant before you know it, and be well aware of the fact you are indeed very large. Hehe. :)

Ange said...

Due to this comment alone I must say you're an excellent story teller. <3

Jenene said...

Oh Callie, you're funny.

I'm pretty sure no one has recognized me as pregnant (that didn't already know).

Then again, I'm always wearing a sweater, and sometimes also a jacket, so it wouldn't be easy to tell. I just look bulky all over (which I am, when wearing a sweater AND a jacket).

I've actually been craving mustard a little bit. Twice this week I was suddenly dying for a big ole hot dog, with plenty of mustard.

That honey mustard chicken sounds really good. Care to share the recipe?

Ginger said...

hahahaha this made me laugh I had a similar comment recently and I really really wanted to ask her what she meant but I didn't I let it slide.

Amber said...

Haha! I'm with you! She probably thought you looked pregnant ;)

Yay for having someone finally recognize the baby bump!!!

Rachel and John said...

YAY I think she noticed! And that is SO exciting!!

MrsErvin said...

Hilarious!! Enjoy it, pretty soon you will have a beach-ball leading the way wherever you go :)

Claire said...

this post made me laugh :)

Jessica said...

It would be so exciting to be pregnant and to have people start to notice. Just be happy that your pooch IS a baby, and not just from eating too much. Some of us are unlucky enough to have a pooch, but to also not be pregnant. I often wonder if people think I'm pregnant too, but I'm really praying that they don't, since I'm not. Haha!

katie said...

this makes me laugh (even though I am not yet able to relate!)

I think it would be funny for you to go back and buy some more mustard! Then it would NOT appear creepy if you asked her. :) Just kidding.

Unknown said...

I haven't been by your blog in a while, so first of all congratulations!!!!
Are you eager for people to think you look pregnant?? I think I was with my first one, then a few weeks after I had my daughter one of the older gentlemen at church asked me when I was due...after that I never wanted to look pregnant again! lol

Thanks for stopping by my blog, hope to see you again soon. :)


Kara @ Just1Step said...

Hahaha I love it. I remember when our new neighbor came over to me when I was several months along and said, "So, are we expecting a friend??" and I assumed he was talking about my belly, so I said yes and told him when I was due. Then he said, "I didn't think you were just eating too many tacos these days!" I was like, oh wow, great. I look either pregnant or like I'm eating too many tacos.

cait said...

Aw, I'm sure she thought you were! Sounds like a yummy recipe! And we LOVE the Biggest Loser around this house!

Anonymous said...

I feel for you, it IS an awkward stage. And THEN like LeAnna said you will be huge!

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