My Pet Peeve
Eight Months Pregnant and Invisible
One pregnant lady’s quest for a parking space
By: Deborah Perry Piscione
During my first pregnancy of twins, my husband and I traveled to Buenos Aires, Argentina, until the day my ob-gyn told me that it was no longer wise for me to safely travel – I was six months pregnant.
Walking on the streets of Buenos Aires, we were amazed how men and women would “jump” out of their park benches, chairs in restaurants, seats on boats, planes, cars – whatever – when they saw me approach within 15 feet. Even during the bathroom break at the Buenos Aires Opera House, Argentinean women were insistent that I jump ahead in the line 20-women deep. After all, I was six months pregnant. My husband and I enjoyed our VIP treatment for those 10 days.
When I returned to the Washington, D.C., area, I still felt special. There were a few shopping centers near our home that offered premium parking spaces to pregnant women and women with toddlers. I really appreciated that – it’s not every day that we have to walk around with an extra 65 pounds (65 lbs. pushing on every lower muscle and nerve it can).
Now, in my second pregnancy, I’m in Northern California, and am invisible. No special parking spaces, no reprieve in the long bathroom line after a movie, and no break when all the seats are taken at the local Dairy Queen. I get a kick out of people watching me stand in line behind them – eight months pregnant, sometimes with my twin 3-year-old boys.
Is it too much to ask for to have a special parking space for pregnant women and mothers with young children at retail centers, malls or other places that women frequent?
Tell us: Is there any BettyConfidential.com member who either works in the offices of their city or county, or at a retail mall management firm that can make a difference for those of us who want to better protect our children?