In the past 2 weeks, I have lost my waist line, my boobs have exploded, and I’m getting very nervous to step on a scale again.
People keep telling me how great I look for 21 weeks, which I do appreciate. (Small victory: still wearing heels to work! Woohoo!) However, I think my pregnancy anxieties are coming true: I am not destined to have a cute defined bump; I am destined to fill out and round off all over. I think I will have my postpartum work cut out for me.
Baby is worth it, of course! I didn’t get it when pregnant women complained about losing their bodies and hating how they looked, but ok… I get it now. I’m thrilled to be here and wouldn’t have it any other way, but I do get it.