Jabber Mouth

I was at a party once and sitting next to a few women. One being my sister-n-law and the others complete strangers to both of us. The conversation quickly turned to their children, then childbirth.
"My son will only eat chicken, he won't touch beef."
"I tried that formula and it wasn't...."
"I was in labor for 21 hours."
"The doctor had to cut..."
"I bled for...."

It amazed me that total strangers can discuss these things in detail.
Well, not having kids and utterly disgusted by the graphic details I quickly got up and moved to another group of women, older women. Hopefully they'd forgotten their childbirth experiences and won't recant the details to each other. Oh good, they're talking about their arthritis.

I never wanted to be the type of woman that only discussed her children with others. I think there are other topics in life. No?

Well, I've joined the mommy clutch! Since I've been pregnant, all I've been talking about with others is about being pregnant.
Someone asks how I'm doing and I hold them hostage and tell them every detail of my health.
People ask a question that only requires a yes or no answer, but I go on and on with details.
I can't stop jabbering about every movement the critter makes.
I want people to hear about my experiences whether they care or not.

If you see me wobbling down the street, don't stop me unless you have an hour to spare. Don't even make eye contact! Cause I will stop YOU and tell you about my pregnancy....whether I know you or not.