So Kourtney Kardashian is pregnant. Again.
If you don’t believe me, go to the Yahoo! home page and click one of the eight links that say so.
Don’t believe them? You can hear it from the horse’s mouth if you happen to catch a rerun of Sunday’s episode of Keeping Up with the Kardashians on the E! network.
So OK, congrats to Kourtney and her Baby Daddy. But aside from the fact that we will all have another Kardashian to keep up with in a few months, this “news” got me thinking about how the reality TV-obsessed culture we live in has contributed to the shift in the cultural conversation of pregnancy.
When you see shows like MTV’s 16 and Pregnant, or TLC’s I Didn’t Know I Was Pregnant, A Baby Story, or any other reality show where one of the cast members gets pregnant, the process gets sensationalized.
Every nugget of the experience is squeezed out for the maximum amount of detail.
Pregnancy turns into a spectacle as opposed to the deeply personal experience that it is. And unfortunately, I feel like that has poured out from the television to our everyday lives.
It seems like nowadays pregnancy or the pursuit thereof is a group activity. There are message boards and websites and magazines and a million books, all dedicated to talking about getting pregnant and pregnancy.
Remember the good ole days when your female cousin would just disappear for a few months and when she came back, she mysteriously had a baby in tow?
Seriously though, I’m not saying we need to go back to the days when a pregnant woman was treated like a pariah. I think women who are pregnant should be honored and respected for the work they’re doing and the sacrifice they’re making.
I just think we all need to remember that the who’s, what’s, when’s, where’s, why’s and how’s of the situation aren’t really any of our business.
I think the exception to this is if you are the pregnant woman (or the trying to get pregnant woman) and you need to do some venting. Then, by all means, share your pain. And if you happen to be the non-pregnant friend on the other end of the vent, remember your job is to nod and smile and tell your pregnant friend how thin she looks.
I guess the bottom line is that while being pregnant or the decision to try and have a baby can be a wonderful, joyous thing, it is still a decision that should be made between two consenting adults.
It is the creation of a life, not a made-for-TV special.