I had my NT scan today. The results were all low risk, which is a huge relief! And as the super added bonus, we got to see our Jujube! He or she was kicking legs, waving arms and hands, and had hiccups that were enough to make the whole body jump! I was told that I am measuring at the original due date I was given. So my due date is once again October 28th. This means I “skipped” 6 days of pregnancy and jumped from 12 weeks, 2 days to 13 weeks, 1 day. I am officially in my second trimester!
The saga of dumb, ignorant comments continued today, but this time they were of a different sort. I have this coworker who frequently makes ignorant and impulsive comments. Today was no exception. To preface this, I will state that I am short and a redhead (albeit it’s more of a subtle light reddish brown with natural blonde highlights than a flame red). This girl said, “I hope if you have a boy he isn’t short or redheaded!” Her tone was serious and insulting, as if this would be such a horrible thing. I sarcastically said thanks and it’s not like it would change how I feel about my baby. She tried to justify her comment by saying that redhead and/or short boys tend not to get the girl. It was just the most asinine thing to say. I felt very defensive of my baby and it also seemed like the vainest, stupidest thing to say. Another coworker then said that her son is short (at the 3rd percentile), yet this inappropriate girl didn’t even seem phased and continued with questions and comments. When I told J, his response was, “And so what if he was?!” Thank you husband for the perfect response! It’s true, so what if he is. I sometimes worry about the health of my baby, even though a health condition wouldn’t change my love. However, worrying about my baby’s height, hair color, or general appearance is not even on the radar and nor should it be on anyone else’s!