Pregnant with/without a seat

Just started my first week at work after a long 1+ month of sabbatical leave. It is amazing how I managed to get through it! (Indeed God’s strength is more than sufficient!).  Considering that I was already used to afternoon naps, no-restriction internet access (my office blocks almost everything!), chinese drama serials, msn chats with friends, logging onto facebook 5X a day to check out for updates and many many many more luxuries enjoyed during my “off” days!!!!

But then, I psych myself last Sun to prepare for Mon. It started slow and easy for a while before the usual stress of targets and expectations “mountained” in ( tiring topic, let’s leave it for other posts). 

Not only that – I realised getting to work on a busy public transport for a 3+ 4 months pregnant women is not easy! Why?? ‘cos first of all you can’t even get to the center of the train (most of the time I was standing at the fringe of the door) and secondly, no one can really tell you are “really pregnant” yet! haahaa..  from the size of my tummy, most will probably dismiss me as a greedy woman who overate! 😀

My solution to this? If I ever get in front of the seats, I will start “stroking” my tummy to show that I am pregnant not bloated!! It is rather interesting to see people’s reactions to that:

1) Some will get the “hint” or confirmation that I am pregnant and readily offered their seat (so far only 2 persons did it for me – but thank you!)

2) Some will close and open, close and open their eyes; either pretending not to see me or really having a sleepy moment (so far most people did this)

3) Some will continue to chit chat amongst themselves; oblivious to their surroundings. (so far 2 persons did that!)

There were days that I really “looked pregnant” as most of my colleagues will comment (depending on my dressing for that day). And I was really a little frustrated/amused that people still can’t get the “hint” to offer their seats in a crowded train. Those days that I looked “less pregnant” , I will normally forgave those who ignored me whether intentionally or not. 

I believed I am not the first preggy to feel the lack of social consciousness towards “needy” people like us, aged and young. But to feel it in your face, hmm… guessed the impact became stronger. It isn’t that we are “desperate” for a seat, for when someone does this kind act for you – I can’t help but feel “loved”. 🙂 

But then, maybe I need to be this big to warrant a seat in a crowded train. Ain’t sure, update more when the “bigger tummy” days arrive. 🙂