My back hurts, I still feel like puking at noon everyday even though I'm well into my second trimester, I'm gassy and bloated and crave things I cannot have.
Pregnancy sucks. But at the same time, it's a beautiful thing....
JUST LOOK AT MY BOOBS!!!!
Dude! They are HUGE! Granted my nipples are silver dollars but that's ok because I now have two perky and full tata's! Screw McDonalds...I'm lovin' my own personal nuggets!
I had forgotten how great I fill out a shirt when I'm pregnant. I may not be Pamela Anderson, but for someone who long swore her allegiance to chicken cutlets, I'm pretty damn happy!
And the best part????
The part that makes me think God's a woman? My husband is NOT allowed to touch them!
They are SUPER sensitive! So, he gets to look at them and get just close enough, but no touching. He cant stand it!
Not only do I feel great, I'm also a "craving" my husband can't have.
So when I feel like I'm fat and gross and too tired to even talk, I know my husband is secretly in agony. That no matter how fat I get, he still wants me...even if it's just for my voluptuous boobs.
Thank you God!