Am I the only nut job that can start a conversation with a complete stranger when I am out at a store? Once upon a time, I would go into a store, get what I need and leave.
I remember going out with my grandmother somewhere when I was younger. She would stop and talk to everyone. Guess what? Everyone loved her too, because she was so very friendly and outgoing. My grandmother could literally start up a conversation with anyone and it used to drive me crazy. I would tell her all the time, “Nana if we are going somewhere please don’t stop to talk, because we need to get what we need quickly.” She would always promise me she wouldn’t, but then of course once we were in the store it was a whole different story and it would drive me bonkers.
It was so very simple for me if I was by myself shopping though, but then I got married and had children. Guess what? I have turned into my grandmother along the way and somewhere up in the pearly gates she is smiling down getting a huge chuckle out of this at my expense.
Take today for instance. I needed to go to Walgreen’s and get a few items including buying more Motrin and Benadryl for my girls who both appear to have slight colds. My mom offered to watch the girls while I ran out to the store. Ever thankful that I could go to the store in peace and quiet without two screaming little girls in tow, I took her up on this offer.
I got there and found everything I needed just fine. Then, I went to the pharmacy register, because most of what I had in my basket was indeed pharmacy related. As I was waiting to pay, there is a young married girl at the register asking about iron and pre-natal vitamins. The girl working the pharmacy register seemed to have no clue about this. As I was listening to her ask if pre-natal vitamins contain iron, I was biting my tongue hearing the checkout girl answer I am not sure. She looked confused and of course my mommy self (and my grandmother who inhabits me from time-to-time too) was screaming, “Tell her what you know.”
I bite my tongue for a moment and then of course interjected politely and told her to look on the packaging that she had for her own pre-natal vitamins to find this out. I also told her that most pre-natal vitamins do contain some levels of iron, but beware or taking extra iron supplements, because too much iron will constipate you. Hell, I wish someone would have shared this lovely nugget with me during my first pregnancy, when lo and behold I found this out the hard way, literally! After sharing this, she stopped talking to the brain dead cashier, turned the conversation to folic acid and proceeded to tell me that she was told it wasn’t in her pre-natal vitamin, but should be taking it. She pretty much wanted to know if it wasn’t in her vitamin for sure and why she should be taking it. I told her again the packaging would tell all, but that most times in the first trimester you will need to take a bit extra, because folic acid equals brain development for the baby and so very important and essential.
She practically hugged me and and then told me that she just found out she was pregnant again after having a miscarriage with her very first pregnancy at three months an having had a D & C. She wished she had a better doctor the first time out, because had she knew what I had just shared maybe she could have had a different result. As it is she just changed doctors, but asked me about my own doctor. I ended writing down my doctor’s information for her, because he is a high risk specialist and it sounded like she could use all the extra help and/or reassurances after all she had gone though the first time out.
My heart truly went out to her and even told her a brief overview of what had happened to me with having had a chemical pregnancy right before getting pregnant with Lily to try and reassure her that this time the outcome could result in so much happier and better possibilities.
In the end, I felt like I did a good deed, but thought to myself I must be nuts to have had this whole conversation with a complete stranger. But let’s face it I was pregnant for pretty much two years with a seven month intermission between Emma and Lily, so when it comes to pregnancy and even babies,I know more than I ever thought I could know. I am not an authority or even a doctor by any means, but still have a vast knowledge now on this topic.
But then again, I am probably as Jim Morrison once crooned about one of those strange people!
So now of course, I am left here for some reason reliving a song from my youth, by Jim Morrison and The Doors, “People Are Strange”. And seriously this song says it so much better than I could!
Now enjoy The Doors with “People Are Strange”: