Never has a pregnancy announcement been met with so many tears – and they’re not happy ones. What’s happened to the sisterhood, asks Anna Wharton?
When rumours started to spread that Eva Mendes was a whole seven months pregnant with Ryan Gosling’s baby, women across the world reached for the Kleenex.
The A-list couple reportedly started dating when they played parents in ‘The Place Beyond the Pines.’ And despite the on/off nature of their relationships should it come as that much of a shock that these two beautiful people might actually want to settle down and pro-create?
Apparently so, if the twitter meltdowns are anything to go by.
@HaiAnhDinh wrote: Ryan Gosling and Eva Mendes are apparently having a baby together and my heart and uterus are crying ALL OF THE TEARS
@yeahitsmejenna responded with more tears: …if you need me, I’ll be crying under my desk with a bag of Cheetos.
@AislinnOT tried to disguise her heartbreak at least: Eva Mendes is 7 months pregnant with Ryan Gosling’s baby. Delighted for them!! *bawls*.
But in my mind Eva Mendes deserves a medal, and not just for getting herself impregnated with one of the hottest men on earth. Most importantly, she hid her pregnancy for SEVEN months. How did she do it?
I think I probably started telling people before seven weeks, and let’s face it, I’m not followed round by paparazzi all day.
Where are her swollen ankles? What about her face green from morning sickness? And obviously, most importantly the bump itself?
But the other thing is of course, I find this all a little sad. I mean, I’m sure she can get over the reactions from jealous super-fans, but aren’t we meant to celebrate all pregnancies – and allow a woman to celebrate her own?
She should have been able to wear her bump with pride, and though while I do respect that it was probably her decision to keep her pregnancy private, should she have had to go to such extreme methods to avoid the camera’s long lens?
I’m sure in secret, in the comfort of her own house, she’s been rubbing her tummy with Bio-Oil and enjoying every kick and squirm, but can you imagine the anxiety of having to cover up every time you leave the house (particularly in the LA sunshine), or worry you’ll get spotted on the way to an antenatal appointment?
All these months she should have been the poster girl for women 40 and over who are trying to get pregnant, instead she knew she’d be faced with scrutiny and speculation rather than being able to relax and enjoy those nine months that go so quickly.
So she made the decision to keep her private life private. Which seems a shame to me when she should have just been focusing on blooming.
So girls, I have to say, you might be heartbroken that Ryan Gosling isn’t the father of your baby, but pity poor Eva. At least you can wear your bump with pride.