Now that my baby isn't really a baby anymore, and more of my friends are starting families, part of me strangely misses pregnancy. While there's a lot of stuff about being pregnant that was physically exhausting and otherwise challenging, there was a lot that I liked about it, too. I loved the shape of my pregnant body and I loved how friendly and helpful many people were when I was expecting. Then again, I definitely remember all the ways going out in public sucks when you're pregnant and, well, I get much less nostalgic.
By the time I really started getting huge, the weather was getting colder and I finally found the perfect pregnancy pillow. Basically, my bed felt like a warm, fluffy cloud where I could actually get some sleep once my baby tired himself out from his nightly dance parties. I also started working from home, so every day I had to work really hard to give myself reasons to get out of bed (or rather, to stay out of bed, since I had to get up every hour to pee). When you've got a smartphone, a laptop, snacks, the best cat ever, and a bathroom all in close proximity, reasons to leave your room start to dwindle pretty quickly. On the one hand, there was the possibility of free cupcakes and gelato, since I was near a few shops that occasionally liked to spoil pregnant women. On the other hand, there were boundary-crossing of weirdos out there, interrupting my day with all sorts of nonsense society pretty much only inflicts on pregnant women.
Leaving your comfy bed and braving the cold is worth it for cupcakes. However, sometimes we actually have to go out regardless, so if society could offer pregnant women more of the door-holding and comped ice cream, and less of the following annoyances, that would be awesome.