Pregnancy is really rough. The first pregnancy, I was awed by my body’s ability to mutate into a womb-carrying machine, and that was enough distraction from the extreme bodily discomfort. By the second pregnancy, I was over it. I had “morning sickness” most of the first trimester, to the point that I actually lost weight due to my general disgust around food. I was so tired to the point that I qualified as “clinically depressed” (I really like having energy to do things, so I get depressed when I realized I don’t have energy to do anything). I had more energy and less nauseu in the second and third trimesters, but then I was just constantly annoyed that my massive belly made it impossible for me to do my favorite things, like biking and cartwheels. And then, there’s labor! But let’s not get into the details of why that sucked.. at least, that only lasts a few days and not 9 months.

— Pamela Anderson, Getting a hysterectomy: My reasons and recovery, 2025