Postpartum Ramblings and Thoughts About Motherhood
I didn't realize it's been since September since I wrote last, but I guess I'm not too surprised considering I used every spare chunk of time to sleep in the last trimester of my pregnancy. I wish I was one of those women who loved pregnancy. Some women rave that their skin never looked better, that they've never felt more beautiful, and that they just love all the changes that happen to their body. Now listen, I think pregnancy is a miracle, that two cells can come together and you get a human out of the deal 9 months later, but the process of growing that human can be brutal. There's limited control over the weight that you gain (and where you gain it), clothes don't fit (even maternity clothes feel awkward most of the time), there's the food cravings and aversions and the nausea and throwing up in trash cans, the shower, the sink, the toilet...And pregnancy is even more brutal for the moms who already have kids. I'm not all about giving trophies to al...
