I had always wanted to be one of those pregnant women with a perfect bump, sporting stick thin arms and legs unaffected by hormones.
Instead I appear to resemble one of those ancient goddess figures, round and soft with plenty of curves.
I am embracing this new me - although there are days I miss my waist. I confess I worry about rekindling a relationship with my waist after the baby is born, but I am trying not to stress about it. Instead I am marveling at the life growing within me.