There’s nothing better than having someone tell you every single awful labor story or story about how after having a wonderful first born child, her “second kid was the devil incarnate” or that “You look exactly how I looked right before I went into preterm labor” when you’re pregnant! Oh the stories! My favorite was the woman who tried to sell me life insurance about a month before I was due just in case I “didn’t make it” through labor. I liked that woman a lot until that very moment in which she opened her mouth and I started to hate her.
For some reason, a pregnant woman brings out all of our “stories” for better or for worse. There is a kindred connection and a warm feeling many of us experience when we see a pregnant woman as mothers, but then there are also moms who, while they may mean well, can’t help but hold back on their dire tragedies, stresses, and experiences in the hopes that they can scare the living daylights out of some innocent woman!—I mean, help someone.
Don’t Overshare Horror Tales Ladies,