{"id":647,"date":"2006-10-26T11:45:00","date_gmt":"2006-10-26T11:45:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/?p=647"},"modified":"2006-10-26T11:45:00","modified_gmt":"2006-10-26T11:45:00","slug":"pregnant-thoughts","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/2006\/10\/26\/pregnant-thoughts\/","title":{"rendered":"Pregnant thoughts"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I don&#8217;t know about you, but I got really, really tired of seeing that picture of a pregnant Brittney Spears wearing a T-shirt that says, &#8220;I&#8217;ve got the golden ticket&#8221; with an arrow pointing to her belly. Then again, maybe I&#8217;m just bitter because I couldn&#8217;t pull that t-shirt over my leg on my skinniest day.<\/p>\n<p>It got me thinking, though. If I were a maternity-wear designer, here&#8217;s what I would print on my fabulous, brightly-coloured and roomy-without-being-tentlike pregnancy t-shirts:<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<div align=\"center\">You&#8217;d be cranky too, if you spent all day and night<br \/>building ears and eyes and elbows. <\/div>\n<div align=\"center\"><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\"><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\">If pregnancy were a book<br \/>they would cut the last two chapters.<br \/><span style=\"font-size:85%;\">(Nora Ephron)<\/span><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\"><span style=\"font-size:85%;\"><\/span> <\/div>\n<div align=\"center\"><span style=\"font-size:85%;\"><\/span><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\"><span style=\"font-size:85%;\"><\/span><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\"><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\"><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\">Life is tough enough without having someone<br \/>kick you from the inside.<br \/><span style=\"font-size:85%;\">(Rita Rudner)<\/span><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\"><span style=\"font-size:85%;\"><\/span> <\/div>\n<div align=\"center\"><span style=\"font-size:85%;\"><\/span><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\"><span style=\"font-size:85%;\"><\/span><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\"><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\"><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\">By far the most common craving of pregnant women<br \/>is not to be pregnant.<br \/><span style=\"font-size:85%;\">(Phyllis Diller)<\/span><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\"> <\/div>\n<div align=\"center\"><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\"><span style=\"font-size:85%;\"><\/span><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\"><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\"><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\">Hey, are you going to eat that?<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div align=\"left\">You can play along, too. Or, how about this one? Not too long ago <a href=\"http:\/\/hellojosephine.blogspot.com\">Marla, the Oracle of the Arcane Corners of the Interweb<\/a>, sent me this link to the <a href=\"http:\/\/www.indianchild.com\/babyanimalnames.htm\">collective names <\/a>of just about every animal on the planet. Did you know, for example, that a group of magpies is called a tiding? Or that a group of geese in flight is called a skein? And I&#8217;ve always loved the idea of an &#8216;unkindness&#8217; of ravens.<\/div>\n<div align=\"left\"><\/div>\n<div align=\"left\">It begs the question: what do you call a group of bloggers?<\/div>\n<div align=\"center\"><\/div>\n<div align=\"center\"><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I don&#8217;t know about you, but I got really, really tired of seeing that picture of a pregnant Brittney Spears wearing a T-shirt that says, &#8220;I&#8217;ve got the golden ticket&#8221; with an arrow pointing to her belly. Then again, maybe I&#8217;m just bitter because I couldn&#8217;t pull that t-shirt over my leg on my skinniest &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/2006\/10\/26\/pregnant-thoughts\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Pregnant thoughts&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[15],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-647","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-it-is-all-about-me"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/647","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=647"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/647\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=647"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=647"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=647"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}