|WeHeartIt but we really hate it|
I know it's normal for people to put on weight, but right now I feel like a whale, and I've barely even got a tummy yet. I'm still in that in-between pregnant-but-don't-look-it stage-but-clearly-you've-been-eating-too-many-muffins. It's ordinary I have to say. Not a highlight. God help me when I actually start to get a proper baby bump (not just faux-food-bumps). Perhaps my thighs and ass are just throwing in a sympathetic "hey, we know you wish you had something to show for your pregnancy, and Bad-Boy-Bump is a little late, so we thought we'd round up our thousands of mates Can-do-Cellulite and Actually-Adipose and throw you a party instead!". Thanks guys, superb.
The books keep telling me that it's perfectly normal, the baby needs protection, yada yada yada, but then I see all these girls at pre-natal yoga who walk in looking so compact and skinny with their size 6 backsides and toned thighs and perfect soccerball bellies and I think that all those pregnancy books are actually full of shit. Protection schmection. I want a size 6 ass. Sigh.
Well on the up-side, I've been air-punching. I've had two whole days of NO nausea and NO vomiting. Woooo! I think (she says very softly), I may have turned the corner.
So are my mates Cellulite and Adipose jut really good friends or did yours throw you a party too?