Five minutes ago, the mailman (who must consider me his BFF by the way he has stopped and talked to me every day for 2 years) asked me how the baby is doing. Me, in all my weight loss excitement stupidly blurted, “Oh she’s just great! Thank God for breastfeeding because I’ve lost 45 pounds! She looooooooves to eat.”
Then he says, “Oh. Umm. My daughter is two now. Bye.”
I think I frightened him.
I blame my newfound openness on having this blog. A year ago I would have NEVER shared personal info on boobies and nips and such with friends, let alone the friggin mailman.
Have any of you found yourself in the same boat with the oversharing?