This week's opinion: Pregnancy photos. For pregnant women, by pregnant women.
I posted this on my Facebook page a long time ago. Except, I couldn't say all that I wanted to say due to the text limits on picture captions. I also couldn't put all the pictures I wanted to post without it getting completely ignored. You lucky kids get the full-blown picture book that is my personal opinion of pregnancy photos and the people that take them. Let's begin!
Most pregnancy photos should be illegal. Don't get me wrong, bringing a new life into the world is a beautiful thing. However, the majority of pictures mothers-to-be take of themselves while going through this are just ridiculous. Naked, almost naked, naked on a horse, naked in the woods, almost naked while laying on a mirror, almost naked while holding up a picture of what the fetus/baby/thing looks like, etc. I've seen them all. I'll blame that on coming from an area where 98% of the girls ended up pregnant before 20 and during my senior year more than half of the new freshman came to the high school 6-months pregnant. If you can't do math, it means they were getting busy during middle school. But, that'll be another blog post. Here's another picture.
This is what I think goes through an expecting woman's head once she has decided she wants pictures:
"Eeeeek! My belly looks like I swallowed the Death Star or the egg sac of a giant spiderrrrrr! That's SOOOO exciting! Everyone else needs to see, too! I'll take a ridiculous amount of pictures with my shirt pulled up. Oooooooooooo! I can sit next to a tree so that way it'll be artsy!"
Afterwards, a million billion pictures have been uploaded of you sitting next to a tree with the caption: "OMGZ! Look at my baby! HE/SHE IS SOOOO CUTE! OMGZ, RIGHT?!"
No. Not OMGZ. We can't see your baby. All we see is you looking like you had one too many watermelons for lunch, you need more clothes, and you probably ruined that horse's day.
As a lady, I beg of you fellow ladies, take classy pregnancy photos. It's possible. I promise. Keep your clothes on, wear some pretty jewelry, grab your husband/baby-daddy, and take a nice family photo at Wal-Mart with the forest background. Or the Christmas tree one if you feel like getting fancy.
I'll close this post by stating that as much as I hate photos like these, I'm probably going to end up becoming one of these women. Except more extreme. Lots of photos involving a TARDIS, maybe the Enterprise, and even me riding a velociraptor naked while holding a kitten. I hope it doesn't come to that.
I also hope my drawings in Paint will get much better as this blog continues.