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I’m backdating these pics because I did not actually post them before Julian was born. I can’t complain about the pregnancy. I will admit that I started to get anxious with a full sized human (albeit baby) inside me. I could feel his little feet nudge up in my ribs, his little hands wiggling and his little hiccups. As far as difficulty goes, I had some heartburn, back pain, selling in my feet, anxiety, and frustration with feeling so bulky and awkward. I had little bits of acne early on and some symptoms I’ve already forgotten. Sure I complained a lot. I did not think I looked beautiful. I thought I looked deformed. I did not like spending days on the couch and I would have traded feeling energized for a seat on the bus or an open door at any moment. Regardless, I was a pregnant lady with a big basketball of a belly and here are a couple pics to prove it. I was inclined a number of times to take pics of my naked belly but somehow overcame this urge every time. A friend advised that I shoud take pics every week or so but this never happened. So here’s what we got.
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