No, that did not say that I AM a Pregnant Chicken. I’m not pregnant at all. And I’m certainly not a chicken. Except where spiders are concerned. I would happily shriek and run away from every spider I meet. No, what I said is that I’m the guest poster at Pregnant Chicken, a blog that I wish I had known about when I was pregnant. Pregnant Chicken addresses all those questions you have when you’re pregnant, everything from deli meats to horseback riding to sex. And she’s FUNNY about it so you walk away less confused and also happier.
Luckily for all of you, I’m not addressing any major medical questions like what position to sleep in while pregnant over there because my medical training all came from watching St. Elsewhere in reruns after school. Instead, I talk about how I broke up with my maternity clothes after pregnancy only to find that the maternity undies wanted to get back together with me nearly three years later. So go on and check it all out!

Ugh, pregnant horseback riding. How uncomfortable does that sound?
Always amazes me the females who can’t sacrifice an optional or recreational activity for a matter of months…during pregnancy and / or infancy…actually want to make the sacrifice of becoming a parent.