I'll be honest, folks. I struggled with the changes my body has experienced during pregnancy. Let me tell you there have definitely been ch-ch-ch-changes. All the while I think of how incredible it is that I am doing something miraculous (Look Ma, no hands!). I am creating life here! But in the back of my mind creeps that familiar old voice of pessimistic, self-doubt and ugliness. As a woman who has dieted on and off for the past however many years, it is no picnic seeing myself balloon (keeping this new incredible skin on the invite list, but that faint line on my belly and giant freakin' tatas are off the picnic RSVP list).
...Until you feel the little guy inside throwing 'bows and kickin' the nonsense out of you. Perspective comes back and a sense of contentment and tender joy washes over; a calming wave brought on by the ninja inside. At 22 weeks gestation, Little H has already began to make me a better and more confident lady. Bless this baby! Just three months and 2 weeks until I can hold you, and not my tummy, in my arms.