tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5922815663621729607.post6317728048904338233..comments2024-02-05T03:17:59.470-05:00Comments on Oy! : 37-Week BumpdateKristen Halehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05671195594675182415noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5922815663621729607.post-43697618889196963672014-07-18T19:36:02.974-04:002014-07-18T19:36:02.974-04:00*linea nigra (blasted autocorrect)*linea nigra (blasted autocorrect)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07841825691908257976noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5922815663621729607.post-72313088816410698512014-07-18T19:35:26.182-04:002014-07-18T19:35:26.182-04:00Second attempt!
I heard something that might be he...Second attempt!<br />I heard something that might be helpful with the "everyone has an opinion on my baby/bodacious prego bod/exposed line nigra" thing. Since the dawn of mankind through the dawn of modern history, people lived in tribes and small villages, and the survival of the tribe depended on every member (even the fetuses)! Likewise, the survival of the baby depended on everyone around it pitching in and helping out. So supposedly, the concern for the fetuses of strangers stems from that basic social need of our ancestors. A friend of mine says that when she's annoyed by it, she consoles herself by thinking that those people are just less evolved and can't help but comment on the size of her belly or express an opinion on how she should be growing her human. But when she's in a better mood, she remembers that she's simply a part of a tradition as old as humanity itself. Maybe that doesn't help you, but it helps my friend! haha<br />Best of luck as you near the end of your wait! <br />-TessAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07841825691908257976noreply@blogger.com