When you first get pregnant, the NHS should send you a big badge saying, “mind your own bloody business!”
Today, a lady overheard that I was pregnant and asked me ‘are you going to find out the gender?’
’Erm yes’, I replied.
‘Oh dear, what a shame! What an awful shame! It should really be a surprise, you know’.
Thank you for that, strange lady.
Then, like many other women, this complete stranger proceeded to tell me she had a miscarriage at 12 weeks.
I told a colleague I was pregnant as it affects our work, she immediately told me her first pregnancy ended in miscarriage, and, ‘good luck with this one, you have a 3 in 4 chance that it’ll work out’. At this point in the pregnancy, it’s actually more like 97%, but thanks for the unnecessary doom-mongering!
It seems that once you’re pregnant, everyone thinks it’s their business to know all about it! And why do women feel the need to immediately tell you they’ve had a miscarriage!? It’s not what a pregnant woman wants to hear, funnily enough.
So, what bizarre advice and over-sharing have you endured, unsolicited, from strangers during pregnancy?