There’s a hierarchy in the OBGYN waiting room. If you don’t know that it means you’ve never had a kid. I used to go to the OBGYN and think nothing of it. Then I made it to the baby making age and I maybe noticed that the pregnant women are taken care of faster but again I think nothing of it. Then I got pregnant and oh baby did I realize it. Roll out the red carpet because here comes the bump!
There’s a shift change the first time you walk into the office pregnant. Receptionists are nicer, warmer, they take care of you first. You don’t have to sit in the waiting room for an hour because they get you seen immediately. You feel a sense of entitlement when you walk in with your bump and plop down on a chair. The kind of entitlement you can only feel if you’re there once a month, twice a week, once a week.
Once that baby comes out though. It’s over. Your 15 minutes are taken away and all you can do is remind everyone you did in fact have a baby, as loudly as you can. “SORRY I’M A COUPLE MINUTES LATE THE SITTER WAS RUNNING BEHIND.” Ok has been. The pregnant girls don’t even look up. They don’t care. Clock struck 12, You’re a pumpkin again.
So ladies there seems to be only one thing we can do here to get back on top and it involves those 2 blue lines.
xoxo,nikki