We haven't even gone to VISIT her yet and Jen's mom has already made me cry.
She called this morning to talk about whatever, and Jen was out shoveling (because she is awesome and she has shoveled everything herself even though we got a freaking foot of snow at least). I banged on the window and got Jen back in, and juuuuust as I was about to pass the phone over, we had the following exchange:
MIL: [asking me questions about whether my belly button has popped out, whether I have a belly, etc.]
Me: No, I still have a belly button. But I wouldn't mind either way!
MIL: Of course not, because you'll have a baby.
Me: That's right.
MIL: It's a really good thing you're not having two. One is a lot easier to manage.
Me: [throws the phone to Jen and has to hide under the covers]
Who the hell SAYS shit like that?!?!? I mean, really. And this isn't some random dumbass stranger, you know? This woman is talking about her GRANDCHILDREN.
She called this morning to talk about whatever, and Jen was out shoveling (because she is awesome and she has shoveled everything herself even though we got a freaking foot of snow at least). I banged on the window and got Jen back in, and juuuuust as I was about to pass the phone over, we had the following exchange:
MIL: [asking me questions about whether my belly button has popped out, whether I have a belly, etc.]
Me: No, I still have a belly button. But I wouldn't mind either way!
MIL: Of course not, because you'll have a baby.
Me: That's right.
MIL: It's a really good thing you're not having two. One is a lot easier to manage.
Me: [throws the phone to Jen and has to hide under the covers]
Who the hell SAYS shit like that?!?!? I mean, really. And this isn't some random dumbass stranger, you know? This woman is talking about her GRANDCHILDREN.