Ok, so I'm pregnant. Yes, I'm happy. Very, very happy.
So, why is it not ok for me to be quietly content and just getting on with it? Why is it I am looked at askance because of not acting like my SIL's who are, in my mind, over-reacting like squealling stuck pigs, shattering the windows, jumping up and down, saying things like 'babby', 'the babes', 'preggers', and launching into full lectures of what to do and not to do. One of whom does not and will never have children of her own. And I smile and suck it up like a good girl - least said, and all that.
This irritates me. I'm just waiting for the lack-of-permission belly groping (I'm not a touchy-feely person), have accepted that the focus is on our much longed for child (fingers crossed). On one hand I feel I need to learn to bite my tongue, however on the other I also want to start with a few ground rules of my boundaries that they need to learn to respect. After all, they won't be around to coo when Jnr is out of toddler stage.
Am I being unreasonable - or just another strong headed woman up against strong headed SILs?