Is it me? Or is the DC Metro population experiencing the fruits of last winter’s snowmageddon labors? There are pregnant ladies everywhere! And we are not only talking about youngsters, but many veteran and prime females as well. For the most part, the summer has been hellish. It’s bad enough to rub body parts on a single body load; one can only imagine with a double, triple and beyond. Heaven forbid when the metro is packed. The poor things look so miserable. Occasionally, there have been gallant individuals on board who would give up their seats. But for the most part, our heroines tough it out like the rest of us, looking as regal as Xena protecting their pouches. I salute the DC Metro Preggers for their stamina and tenacity to bravely battle it out every day on the metro, ensuring that their livelihood is secure and the economy is stimulated by their contributions. They are amazing, radiant and beautiful goddesses who grace us every day with definitive proof that the human race is still going strong and that there is hope for the future.
So the next time you see a DC Metro Pregger, make sure you offer her your seat or at the very least a little bit more wiggle room. More importantly, stop staring at her lactation devices! Take a mental snapshot instead and move on.
