Showing posts with label preggers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label preggers. Show all posts

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Call Me "Preggers" at Your Own Peril

She is definitely "preggers"
I don't know exactly why I hate that term so much. I've hated it long before I got (ahem) PREGNANT, it just brings to mind images of a 16 year old girl, somewhere in the mid-west, who got knocked up by her boyfriend (who invariably has two first names like Billy Bob or Bubba Joe) while drinking Boones in the back of his pickup truck after a romantic night of cow tipping. "Preggers" does NOT bring to mind a 35 year old agnostic woman who is married to someone she is not closely related to and living in Ballard, Seattle and has never once been cow tipping.

So, pregnant, with child, bun-in-the-oven, the aforementioned "knocked up and shit," carrying a baby, offspring, spawn, parasite, even the far-too visually inspiring "crotch goblin" work better for me than "preggers" or even "prego."

Consider yourself warned. Hell hath no furry like a pissed off pregnant woman. :-)