14 hours ago
200 days of oxytocin, more and more wobbling, baby belly dances, mood swings, weird sweet cravings, pelvic pain, a severe addiction to those first sweet little flutters, an even bigger addiction to today’s strong kicks and pokes, Karen talking to my belly button, singing weird made-up pregnancy songs together, running to the toilet after a well-placed kick, the biggest boobs ever, crying for no reason, and most importantly that big round belly, always expanding.
These past 200 days I’ve enjoyed my body more than I can remember. Some days I want to take this big old belly off, but I wouldn’t trade it for the world. #tooblessedtobestressed at Haarlem, Netherlands