Being Objectified

Seriously I never believed any of the warnings when people first found out I was pregnant. I have no one but myself to blame for the slap in the face I received. I really didn't believe there was a lot of men out there with a pregnancy fetish.

The moment I started to show the pervert fest began. Don't get me wrong I have been hit on before. This was just a whole new level and all of these guys were crude. They would say things that made my skin crawl. My personal favorite was some guy who I didn't know and didn't want to know.

He wasn't original from what I have learned and well that is even scarier to me. I hope you are sitting down. He told me "It was his birthday and there was nothing hotter than being able to drop his load over someone else's kid." I almost threw up. All I could think is I hope you are on drugs. How could he think that line would work?

Seriously.. in what alternate universe did he think that would work in. The part that scares me is somewhere out there his line has worked. Maybe he assumed I would be so flattered I would say "yes please do." I honestly have no clue what he was thinking. Truth be told I don't really care.

The second runner up was " I just want to rub lotion all over your stomach and lick it off." Ick I am still not really sure why that made the guy so excited. Then again most the time I really don't get men. I will never understand why anyone would think it's ok to say these things to a total stranger. Needless to say both men were disappointed and shocked when I declined their classy advances. Seriously I was pregnant not brain dead.

What no one prepared me for is the guys who look at you like you're piece of meat when you are out with your baby. Who knew so many guys would have a mom fetish. Then again I will never understand the people who like to call their flavor of the moment daddy. Sorry but that one is weird to me.

The first time a guy looked at me like I was a piece of meat post baby was at Costco. I was walking around with my daughter and giving her a bottle. So really there was nothing remotely hot about what I was doing. I have to admit it through me off. Part of me wanted to thank him. Another part of me wanted to ask him if he was looking at me or my kid.

I know that sounds awful but there are some sick people out there. My mind now goes places its never been. I hope it was me because I'd hate to have to hurt someone for looking at my daughter already. So I am officially starting a new chapter as the one thing I never thought I would be referred to as a MILF.