If there’s one other thing I absolutely love about being pregnant apart from knowing that we’re finally having this baby, getting to feel a lot of fetal movements, doing maternity shopping & being able to indulge in most foods guilt-free – it’s this communicative power that seems to make approachability, relationships & just about everything else a lot easier than usual.
Granted, I’m in a motherhood forum which makes sharing of warehouse deals, sales info, products opinions a lot easier & accessible for times when you need to make quick decisions between sterilizer A or B. But when things move a notch closer to the heart and conversations become more personal, I start getting weepy. Happy weepy.
Recently, I had a conversation with an ex-classmate whom I’ve not spoken to since secondary school (okay, also because she was a journalist and needed some quotes for her story on ‘dragon babies‘) and it was great just catching up. And how did this even started? Because I was pregnant. And suddenly it was just easier to get a dialogue started.
And today, after a fun date out lunching & shopping with another MTB (the Gamil warehouse deal was such a steal – Carter’s rompers going at $1 each); I was browsing & trying on some shoes when a lady asked if I wanted to benefit from her purchase with a 20% discount off the 2nd pair since she was only going to purchase one. She didn’t rush me, asked me to take my time with the selection and during which, I found out that she had a 2-mth old (her #2) which was cradled by her husband who was waiting outside. We even had a short conversation on lifestyle changes when baby #1 comes along, drug-free delivery vs. epidural. And what amazed me further was that when I was about to pay her for the purchase of my shoes, she gave me a 20% discount off although technically since my pair was the higher priced ones of the 2, the sales assistant had taken the discount off her pair instead (and told us to settle the payment between ourselves).
I offered to pay her the full-price. Instead she said to me “take is as a present for the baby”. A very simple, sweet, non-obligatory gesture – but one that really made realized there were still nice people around despite the inconsiderate ones I often encounter. My afternoon was made even sweeter when a cashier from Isetan offered to help me pack all my little bags into a big one as she saw me struggling with many bags; and ending the day at a friend’s place (another mtb I got to know) chatting and trying on an evening dress which she offered to loan me for an upcoming wedding dinner I’ve to attend (which I couldn’t fit into, sadly).
Maybe I’m making a big deal out of the ordinary, but it’s definitely making pregnancy a lot more enjoyable.