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I guess there are a few perks. In addition to prime parking, I get sweet smiles from old folks and fellow mothers-to-be and men falling over themselves to hold the door open for me. Who says chivalry is dead?

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  1. Matt Sully5/10/2010

    Why do these signs use such vague terminology, or is pregnant not a politically correct term anymore? I think many women one day expect to be pregnant, and that makes them all "expectant mothers."

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  2. Vanessa5/17/2010

    Hmm...maybe we should have them change it to "Reserved for big, fat preggo's who don't want to carry their groceries across the parking lot."

    Better?

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  3. Anonymous5/25/2010

    hahahahaha!! i have thought the same things bc i have almost parked in those spaces bc Matt is right and who would ever question it? it doesn't say you have to be showing - anyone can be expecting :>
    aunt mel

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