During my first pregnancy I didn’t start showing at all until around 25 weeks, which I know might not seem like such a difference… but it’s weird. Knowing your body can grow and change is so… terrifying in the best way.
The way I try to stay positive about the weight gain and aches is I try to remember why it’s happening. There’s a healthy, growing little human in there. The little baby rarely lets me forget they’re in there. S/he spends most of its days kicking any chance it gets.
Today is weird day. I just had to share some of my feelings and thoughts somewhere.
Hope you all have a great day.