One of the things I found unpleasant about pregnancy was how conspicuous I felt. My bump—which, because I was carrying twins, was sizable very early on—seemed like an invitation for people to constantly engage me on the street.
Sometimes, this was nice: People were kind and courteous and gave up seats. Other times, strangers noticed my pregnancy and took it as an occasion to offer all sorts of advice—from occasionally useful to (mostly) downright baffling, scary, and sometimes even mean spirited.
People would tell me c-sections were gruesome and unnatural and I should avoid having one at all costs (mine was medically necessary and already scheduled). They said my vegetarian diet couldn't be healthy for the babies (totally doctor approved). They told me which creams to use to avoid stretch marks (there's no evidence any of that stuff actually works), and which pricey abdominal binder to buy to make my stomach flat in days after delivery. (First of all, hahahaha. Second of all, they gave me a free one at the hospital.) What got me the most (as the daughter of two scientists) was when people offered totally unscientific fearmonger-y advice, which seemed to happen daily.
Honestly? Those were the pregnancy moments I could do without.
"I can tell you're having a girl. You're carrying very high."
"I can tell you're having a boy, because you're carrying so high."
"Actually, you shouldn't be eating lemons. They make your baby come out very hairy."
"If you have a C-section, make sure that you close your eyes, because the doctor just scoops out your organs and puts them on the table next to you."
In the end of the nearly four minute video, the parents-to-be have heard so much, they can't help themselves: They end up offering advice to another expectant couple in a doctor's office! And who can really blame them after all they've been forced to absorb?
See it now and try not to LOL:
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Photo: Courtesy of Alesandra Dubin