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Shortly, off to lunch with Aunt and Uncle A: who never so much as gave us a hello in vancouver, and barely talked to us in at least ten years, and now that I'm having a kid they're all YAYY BEST FRIEND.

And at the same meal, Aunt and Uncle B, who uncle B was "You were just a kid! I remember that! I can't believe you're having a kid!!" yeah, FORTY FUCKING YEARS AGO JACKMUNCH get over it. Well, 38 now. But yknow what I mean.

I really detest being "fussed over" when yeah ok, baby but if you fools hadn't noticed I had a pretty awesome accomplished life to this point and this is just one more thing.

GAHHHHHH. Its only a couple hours, right? I can survive. Then I'm going shopping with R. ( need a larger hoodie jacket. can't zip mine up anymore.)

I think I resent the whole "motherhood as penultimate thing in life" and that suddenly all else I've done is erased by the act of getting pregnant. I am protective of my identity, and I don't like being pushed into this "Yer a mommy!" and nothing more mentality that seems to be at play here.

Upside, with Pair A, it'll mean another few years before they talk to me again hopefully.

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Survived the lunch, only my uncle made an ass of himself, but the women were all "the next time might be better."

Oh, no. there is no next time.:D

Bought a ton of baby clothes, and two ACTUAL MATERNITY t shirts for me.

Now whomped with the nausea and I'm going to go lie down. Waiting for ipad to charge so I can write.