So first, a bit of history.
Grizzwife gave birth to our twins, boy and girl, on Oct 3 2000, some NINE weeks earlier than the due date. Unfortunately, our daughter died three days later. But our son is doing WONDERFULLY, and we rejoice in his presence. You’d never know that the GrizzSon was EVER a preemie that weighed a little over 4lbs at birth!
But, fairly often, we have these “moments” when we just break down and have a cry. They come a little less frequently than they once did, and they don’t last as long as they used to. But they do happen every time there’s a milestone that our son has; because we know that we’ll never experience that with our daughter.
-First word “Mom”…YAY! <sniff>
-First sign “Dad”…YAY! <sniff> (we’re teaching him to sign, even though he’s not hearing impaired.)
-First teeth…YAY! <sniff>
You get the idea.
Forward to yesterday. GrizzWife and I are sitting in Arby’s enjoying a little lunch, and having a “moment”. We’re approached by a gentleman that could be in his sixties, and he asked…
“Boy or girl?”
I say, proudly “Boy!”
he responds… “What’s wrong with girls?!”
I kid you not about this next part… I SWEAR that I heard myself growl and my wife said that’s the only time she seen anyone actually ever bare their teeth at anyone.
I can’t believe how mad I got! A few years ago, I’d have caused a HUGE scene with me screaming profanities in this guy’s face, showering him with spit and hot breath. A few years before that, and he’d have thrown up his lunch because I’d have hit him in the gut that hard!
I know he meant well, I know he was trying to be friendly and have a joke and I know that he didn’t know better.
Yeesh, I’m still speechless. Man, I can’t even bring myself to swear. (I promised myself I’d stop when the babies were born, and I’ve been good about it!)
Am I just being overly sensitive about all of this? Should I have tried to calmly explain the situation?
I dunno… I guess I just wanted a little vent.
Thanks