I am sorry. So sorry. All you are trying to do is make a baby in your body. But instead of talking about how you seem to glow, how you are totally hilarious about the whole pregnancy thing (love your “swamp ass” and “baller baby” one-liners), or how you have the amazing talent of teetering around wearing five-inch-heels, so many are talking about your weight. The pop culture critics aren’t merely making note of your baby bump bulk, they are being downright mean, cruel and insulting. And I — for one — understand. I too was a huge pregnant lady.
People seem to think that the size of your baby is something you can control. Like, just because you are carrying big they assume you are sitting around eating Twinkies and fried sticks of butter. But they don’t seem to understand that there is this little thing called genetics that can play a part. Me? I gained at least 60 pounds while pregnant with my daughter (after a while I just stopped weighing myself so I lost track). It wasn’t because I was pigging out; my family just makes big babies. The last three generations of women in my family have birthed babies over the 10-pound mark, and no, gestational diabetes was not a factor — an assumption many jump to. We’re just hardy stock, kinda like you. I was very healthy, felt great and my baby was born a picture of perfect health. Pregnancy, like the color of your eyes or the sound of your voice, is something that your body controls. For people to say such hurtful things about your weight, without knowing all the physical factors involved, well, it just ain’t fair.
During my last weeks of knocked-up-ness, strangers would stare, mesmerized by my mass, but no one was photographing me, blogging about me, and thankfully I was not fodder for formats from Twitter to the Today Show. Dr. Nancy Snyderman — the NBC News chief medical editor even stated not once but twice that you are “pretty fat.” Others have called you — as ABC News noted — “”huge,” “a house,” and “an absolute porker,” the latter coming from a Florida OB/GYN.”
Forbes‘ Denise Restauri came to your defense saying that this “name-calling is bullying.” And I have to agree. It’s mean. Yes, I did write a piece for Famecrawler entitled “Pregnant Jessica Simpson is HUGE & Still Working,” but I didn’t mean “huge” in any sort of catty way, I was more in awe that you were still doing promotion in your last legs of your pregnancy. I thought it was awesome. You were huge, proud and powerful. But I would never ever call you “fat,” “a house,” or an “an absolute poker.” As Jezebel’s Tracie Egan Morrissey (who said she gained 80 pounds during her pregnancy) stated in her piece “Remember When Pregnant Women Were Allowed to be Fat,” “… f*ck anyone who talks shit on a pregnant woman’s weight. As far as I’m concerned, they’re the pigs.” Amen, sister. Amen.
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