It’s no secret. I’m pregnant (again).
The bump has fully made his (have you heard? It’s another boy!) presence known – there’s no covering it up anymore.
And as much as I want to embrace the bump through what I wear. Contrary to what you see in the photo above – I’ve been finding it to be a REAL struggle.
But before you think – oh she’s going to complain about how her body is changing and she’s getting fat, etc. etc.
That’s not my issue entirely.
This is my second pregnancy, so I know my body is going to change and that my midsection will start to resemble a large beachball.
And I’m okay with that. I enjoy it even – what better excuse to eat half a pint of ice cream in the middle of the night.
Its having to put clothes on my growing beachball that I’m finding I struggle with.