Pregnancy Is Not Oppression

When I’m asked “How are you feeling?”  I answer, “pregnant.”  I mean it to be funny, but I think it might come off sounding complaining and whiney.  If so, I’m sorry.  Children are a blessing, and that means pregnancy – even the so-big-I-can’t-do-anything-comfortably stage – is a blessing.  Even the pain in child birth is a blessing, because it is the result of the curse and so points us to the awesome mercy and grace of the cross of Christ.  Pregnancy is not oppression.

I only bring this up because I was reading a book a few nights ago that completely disgusted me.  I VERY rarely get so disgusted or bored with a book that I quit reading it, but I couldn’t stomach this book for another page!  It was about a collection of women who come together to protest the closing of a garden – or at least, that’s what the back of the book promised.  I didn’t get that far.

What I noticed very quickly was that there wasn’t a single positive male character represented.  All of the husbands/fathers/boyfriends were at best disinterested and at worst abusive.  To make matters worse, the women were weak and completely unappealing.

But the reason I stopped reading the book was because of one specific character.  She had made the decision to leave a lucrative career to become a stay at home mother.  The book introduces her as the mother of an almost two year old girl, and 38 weeks pregnant with a son.  (sound like any blogger you know?)  Motherhood has changed her from a shrewd and talented business woman into a soap opera watching, gossip magazine reading, bored housewife who yearns for her white minimalist apartment and maid service.  All of the other characters are fighting some sort of insurmountable challenge.  For this character, her insurmountable challenge was motherhood and pregnancy.

I just couldn’t read any more.

I might be uncomfortable, hot and puffy but I am NOT a reluctant victim of domestic oppression.  I am blessed beyond measure and unfathomably treasured by a righteous, holy, sovereign God, who has chosen to give me more than I had hoped to ask for.  Next time I’m asked how I’m feeling, I’m going to try to say that – or something like it.

How am I feeling?  Blessed.

About Coralie

After 11 years of infertility, I am now a mother to three, a wife of a Presbyterian (ARP) preacher and a struggling homemaker. Welcome to my little corner of the net. Kick off your shoes, put your feet up and join the conversation. View all posts by Coralie

4 responses to “Pregnancy Is Not Oppression

  • Marianne

    LOVE YOUR BLOG, Coralie! Love. I hope you’re still feeling well.

  • melissa

    I just read John Angel James’s chapter (from “Female Piety”) on “A Womn’s Mission” – wonderful chapter, though much would disgust the modern reader – often even Christian ones. But in it he says,

    “To make one home a seat of holiness and happiness; to fill one such sphere with an influence so sweet and sacred; to throw the fascination of connubial feeling and of maternal influence over one such community; to irradiate so many countenances with delight; to fill so many hearts with content, and to prepare so many characters for their future part in life; such an object would be deemed by an angel worth an incarnation upon earth.”

    It’s all perspective: that of God, or that of self. Now excuse me, I must go irradiate four countenances with delight!

  • julie

    Hey, that’s my answer! The ‘pregnant’ one that is, because I find it more polite than “like I could throw up on you at any moment”…

    Sounds like a book I will avoid, while pregnant I mostly read fluffy short and sweet like Grace Livingston Hill, whose old-fashioned Christian love stories amuse and entertain me.

  • Coastal

    Can I be so bold as to ask the name of the book? I may never pick it up, but part of me wants to read a bit myself and draw my own conclusions.

    Something in your description rings an echo of postpartum depression, which can afflict women in all walks of life, and can, in the way it affects your perception and even your physical health, make motherhood and pregnancy (as prenatal depression can strike as well) seem like insurmountable challenges.

    There may be more in the book that paints pregnancy and motherhood as ‘domestic oppression’ in ways that would turn me off as well, but it’s also possible that I would identify with that character in ways that would make you uncomfortable.

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