I’ve just passed 30 weeks and am enjoying a pleasant reminder that large chunks of the world view a baby bump as public property.
In the last week alone I’ve had several strangers comment that they can’t believe I have as long as I do until my due date because I’m “so big”. One of these women was due two weeks after me and I didn’t even clock that she was pregnant until she told me. Yeah, I kind of hate her!
My own father kindly told me I look “chubby” (gee, thanks Dad) and while he explained he wasn’t being unkind, he was just commenting that I look more pregnant, which “is a natural thing” and I know what he was trying to say, his choice of words was poor to say the least.
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My diet is up for dissection and I’m chided for eating “too little” for a pregnant woman or laughed at for eating “so much”.
I’ve clocked several men looking at my stomach with a barely concealed look of shock and horror as I’ve passed by.
I had still been able to wear my regular t-shirts up to this point, but weirdly they have all suddenly shrunk into inappropriate crop tops (maybe I washed them wrong?). I know my stomach has got big, I don’t really need anyone to point that out to me when the daily battle to find something to wear reminds me.
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This phenomenon probably isn't helped with the media's fixation on "bumps". Frankly, I don't want to hear about bumps, and don't really care to see them, nor coo over how cute they are.
My Sister-In-Law recently commented how "huge" I was.
She mentioned it several times within a few hours.
I'm 34 weeks and I don't feel large at all.
I feel like the bump is exactly as it should be and other people really shouldn't comment on the size.