Now, in my head and in my heart, too, i think its all wonderful. i am creating a person. a whole living, breathing, already kicking and hiccuping, person. he/she is INSIDE of me. its surreal. its incredible, but its awesome. i look at my belly and think, wow - how are you ever going to hold an 8lb baby? and i know that it will just make room. my organs will shift, my uterus will continue to grow, and everything will just happen. But, then i look down again and think, WHAT THE HELL HAS HAPPENED TO MY BODY? i have 28 weeks left, and i am already feeling like a big, lazy piece of lard. and in that lack of confidence, i also feel shame. i hate that i am not simply overjoyed with every little change in my body. i feel like a selfish mother-to-be, and i just wish i knew how to shake it.
so, i think i just have to stick with it (obviously) and remember what's really happening. i'm banking on feeling better about everything once the nausea subsides, i get my energy back, and once i really start to look pregnant. so, we'll see. but in the meantime, my bean is the size of a fig now - getting to be so big already!
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