my DNA is not inside him,” she in an essay for Vogue, describing pregnancy as an “innately lonely” experience. “I am ultimately alone with my body in this experience.
There is no one to feel it with me—the sharp muscular aches in my lower abdomen that come out of nowhere while I’m watching a movie or the painful heaviness of my breasts that now greets me first thing every morning.
My husband has no physical symptoms in ‘our’ pregnancy, another reminder of how different a woman and man’s experience of life can be.”By Emily TannenbaumBy Sam ReedBy By Emily TannenbaumMore from GlamourSee More Stories© 2022 Condé Nast.
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