My DD has been very easy. I am aware of how lucky I am. She sleeps well, most of the time, eats anything I put in front of her, hasn't had anything worse than a cold yet, and does funny things which make me laugh.
I am lucky. And I know it.
Except for the spiteful people - even people who should just be pleased for me like my mother who accuse me of being smug and say things like "you don't know you're born". It is hardly my fault that I have an easy baby, and don't see why it should be a stick to beat me with.
She isn't perfect, but I don't complain because I know how lucky I am. Does that make me smug? Or does that just make other people jealous?
Now I am pregnant with DD2 the same people are taking great joy in telling me how different DD2 will be, how hard my life is going to get, how I'll realise how lucky I have been with DD1 etc etc etc. "Two under two" they shriek with joy, and practically cackle down the phone.
It's very frustrating. Can't win actually. If when people make jokes about how tired I must be I say no, actually, DD sleeps through I'm very lucky, I am apparently smug.
They don't take into consideration the absolute shit fest than has been my bad health and lack of wealth this past year. No, apparently I have a perfect life because I have a perfect (she actually isn't) baby, and I have nothing to complain about FFS.
So I actually find OP talking about humble pie to be, although probably meant to be lighthearted, a little close to the bone. So YABU, sorry. Rant over :)