Oh gawd. My parents have never been the kind to push having children. They always said to take your time, there's no rush. After all, they didn't start having kids until my mom was 29 and my dad was 30. But my little niece, the only grandchild, just turned 4 years old. And my parents have suddenly gone insane with their desire for more grandbabies.
My dad has at least been subtle. Saying that he wants to put up a swing set in the backyard "for the grandchildren". Or talking about putting bunkbeds in the extra bedroom "so the grandchildren can sleep over."
But my mother---holy cow. Last weekend was the worst. My sister and bro-in-law recently decided that they're ready for another child. Anyway, my sister went on a trip with some friends. My mother asked her, "Your husband is off work. Shouldn't you stay at home and get going on having that other baby?" :yikes:
I stopped at my mother's house for a visit. The first thing my mom asked when I came through the door was "are you pregnant?" I said no. She said, "Are you sure? If you look at this angle, you kinda sorta look like you could have the tiniest beginning of a baby bulge." Upon which she started feeling my tummy. I said I was absolutely not pregnant. So she reminded me that she's always wanted 5 or 6 grandchildren, and me and my sister really needed to get working on it.
GAH!
I love my parents, I love my parents....*repeats*
My dad has at least been subtle. Saying that he wants to put up a swing set in the backyard "for the grandchildren". Or talking about putting bunkbeds in the extra bedroom "so the grandchildren can sleep over."
But my mother---holy cow. Last weekend was the worst. My sister and bro-in-law recently decided that they're ready for another child. Anyway, my sister went on a trip with some friends. My mother asked her, "Your husband is off work. Shouldn't you stay at home and get going on having that other baby?" :yikes:
I stopped at my mother's house for a visit. The first thing my mom asked when I came through the door was "are you pregnant?" I said no. She said, "Are you sure? If you look at this angle, you kinda sorta look like you could have the tiniest beginning of a baby bulge." Upon which she started feeling my tummy. I said I was absolutely not pregnant. So she reminded me that she's always wanted 5 or 6 grandchildren, and me and my sister really needed to get working on it.
GAH!
I love my parents, I love my parents....*repeats*