Last night was a friends 1st birthday party for her son. First birthday parties are always the best right?... The kid has no idea what is going on, cake is every where... The grandparents come, family comes, friends with their children come. Its always fun when you get a group of children with ranging ages in one small room yelling "CAKE!!"
The mother of the 1 year old is a mutual friend of DH and I, we both knew her before we even started dating. So of course there we parents there who knew BM and DH when they were together. (Small towns seem to get smaller once you have an evil BM in your life; and mine is shrinking)
So while we are sitting around trying to get children to sit down and eat their pizza before running into the playroom parents talk. Conversation is buzzing. DH and I scored seats at the end of table so we could sit across from each other and have SD at the end.
Some lady comes and sits down next to DH and plainly says, "Well, DH, are you ever going to settle down?" :jawdrop:
We live in a small town, who doesn't know we are married by now?!
DH responds by introducing me as his wife.
I think this lady and BM must have past competitions about who can make the ugliest shocked face.
This lady then continues to flab her face...
She explains that she knew BM and him were broken up, but she didn't know DH had moved on so fast, and already gotten married.
DH gives the whole "well when you know, you know"... blah blah blah. Eventually the topic of me being noticeably pregnant comes up.
The lady has the nerve to look at DH give a chuckle and say, "You?! Your having another kid, I can't count the times you told everyone while BM was pregnant that this was going to be your last child."
I had enough at this point and explained that SD was needing to get up (she was getting anxious anyway) and move around. So I grabbed her and left the scene. I had a feeling the conversation was going to take a turn and BM newest crotch droppling was going to get brought up) Only comment I would have to say to that would be "Once a breeder, always a breeder; what is she going to do when she is too old to trap men into supporting her by getting pregnant?"
So after the play room, cake, presents and goodbyes we get into the car all buckled and ready to go. DH lets out a sigh, gives one of those Well that was *super* fun comments and we start pulling out to go home.
I told him I couldn't imagine better company and I am *so* glad you got to catch up with that old friend of yours.
DH asked what I was talking and I replied I am just tired lets go home.
If I brought up lady or the way that whole conversation made me feel I would be setting myself up for a "why do you keep flinging my past into my face" talk... (I have heart burn from the pizza and my feet hurt, is it really worth it) :sick:
Again, maybe its the hormones or just being pregnant in general, but when something like this happens I can't help but think "Does he want this kid if he kept telling everyone that SD was his last?" and "After everything BM put not only DH but SD through, why do people seem to still have her on a peddle stool?"
I recently watched an episode of how I met your mother; when the lily chick from the show decides someone is dead to her she gives them this look and they blow up! Just puff! If I could have a super power that would be it. When I decide people are dead to me they would simply just blow up and not exist at all to me.