While I still have the time to string a thought together...
Am happy to report that (on average) 7 times out of 10 I'm given a seat on the subway... I'd say the majority of the time from men, which may be suprising to some. Of course, there are the obvious examples of "New York rude," as my father-in-law would put it. On one occasion, as I make my way through a crowded bus, I am stopped only by two elderly ladies, asking if I'd like their seat. Let's also not forget the two Wall Street types on the subway, who blatently ignored my protruding stomach, in line quite perfectly with their rimmed eyeglasses. Lady standing next to me leans over and says, "Their wives would be so ashamed." Ah, well.
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Pregnancy brain is real. Ask Husband.
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Quotes from the street:
A homeless lady began to ask me for a hand out the other day, but when she noticed my stomach, only said, "Save your money for the baby." A classic NYC moment, from a pregnant woman's perspective.
The Pakistani man who operates the fruit stand by my office tells me this baby is "a gift." I agree.
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Random strangers asking if I'm carrying twins. Not happy about this. For the record, the answer is no.
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