So yesterday, we took the car in to be serviced before leaving for Christmas vacation. We have yet to buy a second car since the unfortunate destruction of the Mazda last year, but it works out for the most part since Eric works from home. Annnnnyway, as a result, I had the car shuttle service pick me up from work and take me back to the dealership to get the car.
So, we are driving along and I somehow get on the subject of kids, specifically Lane. Here's the gist of the convo:
"Blah Blah Blah, like your work?"
"Yes, but I'm happy to be done for the day. I'm exhausted! Of course, I have to go home to my second job with my 14 month old."
"Oh, you have twins?"
::major pause, insert punch in gut face::
Really? I really didn't say ANYTHING to remotely imply twins so where did it come from? I've said it a hundred times before, but I already feel like I've had my membership to the exclusive club for twin mommies taken away, but I'm typically pretty well adjusted. But when something like this happens, I have no idea how to react. What do I say?? "Um, no sir, well, actually, yes sir, only there was this terrible accident and now I just have one son... so, no twins anymore... I know you feel super awkward now but at least I'm not the only one..."
I never know how to react in these situations. I have a hard enough time not wanting to hate every woman in the world with or expecting twins... I know it isn't THEIR fault that this happened to me, and I know deep down its just jealously looking in on the life I was SUPPOSED to have, but my logically knowing this does not make the feeling go away. Plain and simple. Hell, to be honest, sometimes I feel that way towards all mommies-to-be, regardless of multiples or not... it must be some coping mechanism of mine. I think my own fears of being pregnant again are just starting to rub off on my social interactions...