I recently stumbled upon some writing from my first few months of pregnancy and will be sharing it occasionally on The Daily Writes. Pregnancy was such a wild ride, and is quite funny from the other side.
Six weeks pregnant….today I write about boobs. Breasts. Two beautiful breasts I used to have. Now, I am in the early stages of pregnancy and I have a bosom. Just one, large heaving bar of bosom trapped in my bra. I have a muffin top look now, over the top of the bra, that pooch that comes out when the bra is too small. And a bosom. I struggle with finding a positive place to live in my head. I struggle to find something to wear that works for me. In reality, it’s not as bad as my head makes it, but then again that’s how it goes with me and my body; the relationship has always been tough and altered. And now I am pregnant, what a ride it will be. I’m trying to live by a quote I heard recently, “expand beyond the edges”. Oh, how true that is, in both a figurative and literal sense. I will embrace my bosom, heave it around with pride and attitude.