Twin Lies
“You look like you are due any day now!” said a nice woman in line behind me at the Baby Gap. I smiled and continued to wait even though my feet were telling me to leave. I didn’t feel like explaining to everyone that I came in contact with that I still had three months to go, I was just so big because I had two babies in my uterus, not one.
Two babies doing the gig on my bladder, two babies who wanted me to eat constantly, two babies that kept getting bigger despite the fact that my belly was stretched to the limit and I hadn’t seen my feet in months. I was huge despite the fact that at 39 weeks I had only gained 19.5 lbs.
Still, people wanted to know when I was due and I took up fibbing to strangers so as not to explain my life story over and over and the questions that always followed:
do you know the sex
are they fraternal/identical
were they natural
do twins run in my family
Then they will tell me of all the twins that reside in their family tree and then all of the twins in their husbands/wife’s family tree. Then when I have just the right amount of information about this stranger’s life and extended family, they will wish me luck “because you are going to need it” and “well, two at once now you are done”.
I know most people mean well, but the conversations were too much for me, the intimate questions and the genealogy lessons were more then my pregnant brain could take, so I would lie and tell people I was due in a few weeks.
After all, I had other things to do like watch my face get more swollen by the day and make sure I always had someone to shave my legs for me.
You know, the important pregnancy stuff.
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