the chronicles of The Bump and the smitten parents who already love him/her
 
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Me pre-pregnancy, and then me at 24 weeks pregnant. In the same swimwear.
My body used to be something I obsessed over - nitpicking at the body areas that I hated and that I was ashamed of - yes, actual shameful feelings about a perfectly functioning body.  Now, it represents the manifestation of all I have and love in life. Most of all, this body, which I complained about so much in my life, is allowing me to conceive, sustain, and grow our child. My baby.  My body works and for that I am utterly grateful.  



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