It’s been nine years since my body grew another human and I still get tripped up on the weirdness of pregnancy. I think about going through life as a non-pregnant person (commuting to work, taking spin classes, brushing my teeth), while another human casually grows inside me. My pregnancy must be weird for others, too, as evidenced by the strange stuff people said to me. Most of it came from a good place, but some crossed the line. For example, there are just certain things you don’t get to say to me about my pregnancy cravings, for example. And don’t get me started about the comments regarding how high I was carrying. Those “observations” felt particularly intrusive, especially since I had spent decades, prior to experiencing pregnancy, dealing with body image issues.
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