We’ve all done it.
That polite smile.
You know what I mean… the type of smile when somebody you’re talking to goes on and on and on (and on…) about something you already know about, but you still must stand there listening.
I don’t know about you all, but I often find myself doing the polite smile.
Yesterday, for instance.
I had to go to the DMV to update my license. Not something that’s ever fun. EVER.
I was prepared for the long wait, so I brought some magazines and my latest Barbara Taylor Bradford novel, The Heir.
As I was settling in, I heard a voice say to me… “When are you due?”
I turned around to see a woman about my age, sitting there with a big belly that matched mine.
I greeted her with a smile. Not the polite smile, a real genuine, oh-cool-someone-I-can-chat-with smile. For those of you who know me… I’m a talker. I could chat for hours. Just give me a willing individual!
It turns out the two of us are due about 2 weeks apart. Both with boys. Both having C-sections.
So we began to chat about our pregnancies.
And truth be told, I really didn’t get a word in edgewise. Looks like I was up against the talker-of-talkers. She went on and on (and on and on) about everything pregnancy. About everything baby.
I guess, in some ways… she viewed herself as an expert.
I did get a word in here and there.
“Oh yes, my oldest son had a Papasan.”
“No, I formula fed all my kids.”
“We found out the sex of all our boys.”
“My 3rd son had horrible acid reflux.”
And you know something is a little amiss with your conversation when, after chatting for a half hour or so (and saying the statements above) she asks me…
“So is this your first?”
Ahhh… that polite smile.
That polite smile that speaks a million things going through your mind… but you can’t possibly say those kinds of things in a public place.
“No… this is my fourth.”
To which she replied, “Will this be your first boy?”
Polite smile. (And an eyebrow raise.)
I pretended my phone was buzzing.
Said a polite “good bye” and “good luck with the rest of your pregnancy” and got up and walked away.
The highjinks of Britney Spears and Angelina Jolie had suddenly become much more interesting!
Cross-posted at New England Mamas