So far, what seems to have emerged is a wide variety of different pregnancy experiences, which suggests that the pregnancy might not be very significant.
As far as I know, my mother's pregnancy was largely uneventful. She certainly didn't want to be pregnant. They had just lost a young son, had no income and were living off charity handouts for most of the time.
I confess, I use to wonder why I am this way. I tended toward being just a particularly evil individual. This also explained why I didn't have any friends.
I now realise that the stereotype of being number two in a peer group is, at best, a media invention, at worst an intention with motive. I don't socialise because, like a lot of people, I'm not sociable.
As for my body. I'm a hairy woman, without the correct genitals, a bad temper and a rather unattractive, masculine shape.
I apologise if this may appear to be taking the matter off topic. I hope others will continue to describe their mother's pregnancies.