Friday, June 11, 2010

and then they shoot dye in my tubes…

after his morning nap, i got jonas ready to run some errands. you know, buying stamps at the post office, lucky charms and diapers at target…the usual. while we were out, i decided that he was probably really hungry for lunch (and i was, too!).

so chick-fil-a it was! chick-fil-a is really the only fast food place i’ll go inside of to eat when it’s just me and jonas. they have a great little stash of things for my “toddler”, and bring the food to your table! you can’t beat that.

so we’re sitting there, munching on our lunch when the ladies in the booth behind me started talking. by looks, i’d guess that they are both in their late 20’s, one with a  little boy and the other with a pre-school age little girl. the kids just went off to play when one mom mentioned to the other how big the little girl was getting!

the other mom paused, and replied, “yeah, i know. she’s 90th percentile in height, which is fine. but she’s also 90th percentile in weight. i really hope that doesn’t continue to be a trend. i mean, those are SIZE FIVE shorts she is wearing! FIVE!”

and that’s about when my head started to spin around and ‘round. i might have even choked a little on my delicious spicy chicken sandwich while she went on to talk about how she did a half marathon earlier in the year and after it was over she TOTALLY COULD HAVE RUN IT AGAIN!!! RIGHT THEN!! and then something about having fertility issues and that their doctor was going to shoot dye into her tubes to check them out.

I JUST WANT TO EAT MY WAFFLE FRIES IN PEACE, PEOPLE. i don’t need to hear about how AWESOME you are, how you think your preschooler is overweight, or the functionality of your fallopian tubes.

after hearing all of this, i looked down at jonas. my amazingly adorable child with a lucky charm marshmallow stuck to his  right cheek and a gap in his teeth. and i almost teared up because i’m so very lucky to enjoy our son just the way HE is.

“you made my whole being; you formed me in my mother’s body. i praise you because you made me in an amazing and wonderful way. what you have done is wonderful. i know this very well. you saw my bones being formed as i took shape in my mother’s body. when i was put together there, you saw my body as it was formed. all the days planned for me were written in your book before i was one day old.” psalm 139:13-15

1 comment:

Stephanie said...

yeah. maybe she has a problem with the female triad. it's when you exercise too much and get anorexia and stop having hormones, basically. (you have to have a hormone to have a baby.) poor thing. poor little girl.