some people have kinks for like misogyny or trad wife conservative politics as a part of their love for being pregnant, and no judgment, that’s cool. but for me, there’s something so sexy about the fact that me being knocked up not being inevitable, but a specific choice i shaped my life around. i’m not just pregnant because i’m a ‘womb’ or because ‘women should be barefoot and pregnant.’ i’m pregnant because i’m obsessed with it.
i love being knocked up so much i figured out how to get paid for it. my wife loves knocking me up so much she didn’t get bottom surgery. my husband loves my pregnant belly so much he got his own. when my kids draw pictures of the family, they draw me with a big belly. my friends know to have a non-alcoholic option at their parties, because i’m always pregnant or breastfeeding or trying to conceive.
i’m not just some nameless cis het woman who was born to make babies. i’m an educated adult queer woman who made the active choice to be knocked up over and over and over. i wouldn’t have it any other way.
