Mainly, I love them. I practically stalked a colleague's pregnant wife and forced her to be my friend. I am collecting pregnant women right now because together we share what some might call "acquired situational narcissism," but what I prefer to think of as "it's all about us!"
So, I really hate to turn on my own kind, but some of them have made my list of people I want to punch.
It seems kind of petty, I know, but I just want to punch pregnant ladies who get all bent out of shape when people rub their stomachs.
Get over yourselves and your uptight body bubbles.
It's pretty fascinating to see your massive belly all puffed out with a baby inside just kicking it and kicking you. If you don't see why that mesmerizes people, you just don't understand the miracle of f&% childbirth. It's not unsanitary for someone's hand to graze your T-shirt; it's not a molestation or a violation. No one is out to get you and make you uncomfortable. Really, it's just a well-meaning and curious person experiencing the magnetic pull of your irresistible, giant bump, and I wish you would have a sense of humor about it instead of getting all sanctimonious and griping about "strangers just touching you without even asking."
My specialty is whining about high-quality problems, and this annoys even me, so endure the four seconds of bad touch on your stomach or I'm coming after your face.