The doctor appointments, the heartbeat,the picture taking, the new craves and new feelings.
It has all been so perfect.
But here is the thing: I all of sudden look fat, but I'm the same weight.
And I have heartburn every minute of my day.
And you know all that talk about me having a belly bump? IT'S ALL LIES. and I can see it now.
THERE IS NOTHING THERE.
BUT MY WAIST? AND MY HIPS? AND MY BUTTTTT? Those things have a solar system of their own.
Now, let's talk about my heartburn.
I eat fruit-heartburn
I eat bread- HEARTBURN
I eat homeade soup-HEEEAAARRTTBURRRRN.
Do you get where I'm going with this?
These two things are ruling my life, people.
Whether you care or not, I have come up with a solution.
Keep eating whatever I want and just deal with the heartburn...AND cover every mirror that I may be surrounded by so I won't notice the changes in my body. Maybe when I see a belly button poking out I will try developing a relationship with them again.
Until then, this is my goodbye to knowing what I look like.
Have a good weekend. I'll most likely be in park city, dressed in fall clothes, drinking hot chocolate at a cute little cafe with Jimmy pants and maybe even riding on a lift and looking at the pretty mountains covered in snow. All while looking not at all pregnant, but definitely fat. And I'll smile.
Because there is a baby inside of me and goodness do I love it already, even if I don't love what he/she is doing to my body.
Am I the only crazy pregnant woman out there?!
Blame it on the hormones.