Wednesday, June 18, 2008

May You Fill with Milk

First, thanks to all you ladies for your great advice. I've got a good bit of thinking to do now, and I'll probably be looking into PCOS more. I'm sure I'll be back with questions soon. :) I also wanted to clarify for those of you who were concerned that I'm not seeing an RE - I am seeing an RE, well, I think she's an RE, I don't think that's what they are called in Canada, but I'm going to a fertility clinic. The OB just happened to be doing a rotation through the fertility clinic and was also present at the appointment.

So, I've been MIA because I'm still exhausted from the weekend, which we spent in New York. Actually, we spent about 30 hours in New York and 18 hours driving. We left at 2am on Saturday morning and arrived back here at 3am on Monday morning. Yes, we are crazy. :)

It was a see the family trip, the kind where we both argue and get mad at each other over how much time to spend with each other's respective families. I have almost all my aunts and uncles, my grandmother, and many cousins on my dad's side who I grew up with there. DH has one cousin who he never talks to. So...wouldn't you say we should have spent more time with my family too? :)

All in all, it wasn't too bad. We've haven't been since last summer, so I was bracing myself for the baby questions. Good thing I braced.

DH's cousin's husband greeted us outside as we parked the car. "Well, looks like someone in this family finally gained weight!" As though I don't already feel awful for being the fatty of the in-law family. I acknowledge, yes, I have gained some weight. I reach in the car to get my things out, and he peers in and bellows, "So, where's the baby?" Ummmm, yes, I'm fat because I got pregnant and had a baby and didn't bother telling anyone! He said some other baby comments, but I was too stunned to even process them or remember them.

And that was how the weekend started. So I was prepared for more. But let me tell you how awesome my family is that not a single person said anything about babies to me the entire time! Not even my grandmother, who I was sure would say something after she shared the good news of yet another cousin who is having a baby this year. Not a single baby question or comment! Clearly, my family is awesome.

So on the way out, we stopped to have lunch with DH's family. I had let my guard down, because hey, the weekend was almost over, and I had already seen everyone once, so I figured baby talk was done. Wrong. DH's cousin's husband is a very...flamboyant man (DH's word choice). He says outrageous and offensive comments that he thinks are jokes. He gets away with it because everyone does indeed laugh along...why, I don't know.

We're wrapping up a nice expensive lunch that DH has somehow unknowingly treated everyone to (great for the budget), when the cousin's husband gets up and makes a toast to us - To DH and me, may they have children soon! Okay, this wasn't too bad. Then, when DH was up paying the bill, he turns to us all and starts saying something in a foreign language that I don't recognize, and I thought, well, at least none of us know what the heck he's saying. Of course he then had to translate. He stands up and says in a big booming voice, loudly enough for the entire restaurant to hear, "May your body fill with milk, and may you give birth to a son!" For extra dramatic effect, and just in case every single person present hadn't heard him the first time, he repeated himself a few more times, following up with much loud laughter. Everyone near him including my in-laws laughed along with him.

At that point, while I knew that of course my body was still physically there, with a strange smile pasted on my face, I felt myself sinking under the table, or at least wishing that I could. I had braced myself, yes, but not for something like this! This man beats all. Thank God we were leaving then, because I don't think I could have stayed any longer.

So ladies, that was my weekend in a nutshell. I leave you with the parting prayer...may you fill with milk...

19 comments:

Mrs. Spit said...

what a jerk. Honestly, you beat my stupid sister in law, hands down.

I have better wish for him. May your back be covered with zits, may you get internal hemmoroids, may you develop a proloapsed sphincter!

Dreams Come True said...

Oh, wow. THat's beyond all description. Wow. That's really what my brain is thinking right now. I don't know how you didn't rise up and .. I don't know... hit him at the time!

I like Mrs. Spit's wishes for him!! Those are awesome, and well deserved too! I'm doubling those wishes along to the jerk.

Jill said...

Hello, Rude! My name is Fistin Yourface. Nice to meet you!

Congrats for surviving the weekend!

Still Standing Strong in A Bloom of Hope. said...

WHAT A JACKASS!!!!!!!!!!

Nobody, nobody should be given such treatment! that's just outrageously R.U.D.E!!!!!!!!! DH's best friend is like that too and i cringe to hear his jokes!

Yes, i concur with Mrs Spit's wishes!!! And I'd like to add one too - may his be filled with NO SPERM!

Hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs

katedaphne said...

Oh good grief ---- that is HORRIBLE. I hope you told your husband that you are never going to go near that oaf again. He's not fit to pick up my dog's crap.

Thanks for the comment on my blog, but I hate that you had to live through a stupid-fertile moment even worse than mine.

tragicoptimist said...

Oh. my. gosh. that is horrible! I can't believe anyone would say that, and just as bad, or maybe worse, that other people would laugh.

I'd say may he fill with crap, but it sounds like he already is.

shawna said...

What a douchebag! That's not a word that I use often, but I think that it totally fits in this case.

Mandy said...

Oh girlfriend, I am sorry you had such a rough weekend. I don't know how you did it, I am way to outspoken that I would have said something back that I probably would have regreted! Keep your head up some people just SUCK! You had me worried, you hadn't updated and I was hoping everything was okay!! Hope your weekend is better than last!! My u/s is 2 weeks from tomorrow, so its like the 2ww all over again!

Lost in Space said...

Uggghhhh. I am so sorry you had to sit through that moron's speech. Insensitive prick doesn't seem to really cover this guy fully.

May you have many years before you have to see him again (if ever).

((Hugs))

momofonefornow said...

I was reading this and in my head I was stomping my foot and screaming the word prick at the top of my lungs!

I say to the insensitive idiot, "May your penis shrivel up and fall off and may you have boils the size of bowling balls spring up all over your butt!"

Sorry about your weekend. Some people are so ridiculous.

VA Blondie said...

That is really rude. I am glad you survived. Hopefully you are not too traumatized by the experience.

I also gree with Mrs. Spit's wish for him.

scarredbellybutton said...

Absolute jerk. I'm sorry you had to endure it.

Geohde said...

Ouch. Tactless doesn't even cover it.....

J

Kymberli said...

I think you need to join the VMB and post about this there. He seriously needs and ass whoopin' and we'd be just the ones to do it for you.

I'm sorry that you had to endure that.

Jill's comment is totally cracking me up.

Mya said...

Sounds like a little bit of a rough weekend. Sorry about the insensitive fam.

DC said...

Wow! What a nightmare. I think you're a saint for not clocking him when he made the weight remark. Grrr.

Meg said...

Wow, What a tool!
I'm sorry you had to put up with such rude comments. People are dumb.

BellyBug said...

Seems like you - at least on the surface (i.e. how others perceived it) - handled your relative and the situation very well. I actually feel bad for that man... (sorry that you had to endure his comments...)

iwantitvmuch said...

wow, you are such a strong woman for not shutting him up. I salute you. I will probably(uncontrollably) shed a few tears at the end of all those laughter. Urgh! He definitely needs to know that he's too insensitive.