One thing has remained constant throughout my pregnancy, I'm very hungry. Some say it's because I'm having a girl and you gain more weight with a girl, but regardless, I am like a black hole. With this being said...
Yesterday my sister and I met for lunch at one of my favorite eating establishments, the California Pizza Kitchen. We waited for our table, were seated, and were greeted by our waiter. We ordered an appetizer and then when it was my turn to order, and I had a question about the menu. I wanted to order the BBQ chicken salad which has always proved to be a delightful meal. However, I haven't been to the California Pizza Kitchen in some time, so I couldn't remember the size difference between a half and a whole salad, so I questioned our knowledgeable waiter. "The whole is HUGE! You should get a half" he said. I looked at my 38 1/2 week pregnant belly and looked at him and I said "I'll talk a whole salad and a box and I'll take any leftovers for an afternoon snack." Done deal. So, we ate our spinach and artichoke dip appetizer which was just wonderful (much better than the one at Chili's) and soon after the dip was depleted, our waiter arrived with our food. He put the salad in front of me and I was quite puzzled. There was a rather small plate in front of me with some sprigs of lettuce on it and maybe 3/4 of a piece of BBQ chicken. Not quite what I expected by the size description our trusty waiter had given. "This is the WHOLE salad, not the HALF?" I questioned. The waiter replied "Yes it is, that's a lot of food, for me anyway." (this guy was about 6'2" of average build, but had a little meat on his bones. I would wager a large sum of money that his hunger could not be quenched by a salad of this size) Then the genius went on to say "I didn't know what the rules were for pregnant women... I didn't know if you were one of those CRAZY pregnant women who ate everything." I told him to go get pregnant and then talk to me about how much food I eat. At the end of the meal the waiter came back to collect our plates...mine was clean.
Lessons to learn:
1. Do not EVER use the word "crazy" to describe a pregnant woman, to her face.
2. Do not mock or gawk at the amount of food a pregnant woman can consume, it's just bad manners.
3. If you are unfamiliar with the socially accepted "rules" of dealing with pregnant women, don't say anything at all.
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2 comments:
I am cracking up at this!
#1, because I can so see you saying this and
#2, because I can see myself saying this in about 5 months!
ohhh how i wish i could have been sitting across from you for the following reasons:
1. i would have loved to seen your belly that big... you are so tiny.
2. i would have enjoyed watching your wheels turn in your head as you dealt with the inner conflict of large salad vs. small
3. i would have loved to watch shrimp of a guy explain how much he eats
4. i would love to see your face at the point of delivery
5. i wish, OH HOW I WISH, i would have been there when he referred to you as one of those "crazy pregnant" women... because i think if i was there i might have encouraged you to "punch him in the area directly in front of his face... careful not to make direct contact with his face"
THEN and only then could he classify you as "crazy" and then he would think twice about how he talks to women with people growing inside them!!
i love you, loved the whole blog... i've subscribed, so i wont miss a beat- Lena is perfect in every way- what i tiny little lady...
have a great day...
MUCH LOVE.
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