At dinner tonight, I ate with my boyfriend’s parents (he was at work) at Golden Corral. Somehow, his dad asked me “when we were having kids,” haha. I was like “mmmm… not for a while, anyway. Kids would be bad news bears right now. Even though everyone else seems to be having them.”
Then that’s when his mom decided to inform me, again, that I will be having twin baby girls. Hahaha. She’s so determined for me to have twins, it’s insane. She was like “it runs in my family and it skips a generation… it skipped me, so…” I go “it better not get me. It doesn’t run in my family! So hopefully. I’d be so freaking huge, it’d be insane.” So then her next phrase was “just think, you could have two at one time and be done. Or maybe a girl and a boy, that’d be cool.”
No. Twins would not be cool. I’m 4’10”-4’11.” And while I understand “it’s not about how you look, it’s about giving life to new humans” whatever — awesome. I would look ridiculous, lolol. She better be wrong. I don’t want multiple babies at one time, that’s crazy.
