Motherhood is loaded with all sorts of expectations and ideas of control. Since the moment of conception as a mother you are not in control. You are at the mercy of your own body and bodily function. This work seeks to discuss the irregularity and chaos of those bodily functions during and after pregnancy. I am specifically thinking about the relationship between what comes out of the body and fine art materials. This work is not meant to idolize or vilify the experience of pregnancy. Beauty, discomfort, and ideas of absurdity are up for interpretation, much like the real experience and transformation of pregnancy.