I love my 13 year old pimple face, because it means my baby is growing inside me.
I love my bloated belly, because it means my baby is growing inside me.
I love the weird fluids and smells that escape my body, because it means my baby is growing inside me.*
I love my fatigue, because it means my baby is growing inside me.
I love the constant trips to the bathroom, because it means my baby is growing inside me.
I love the sleepless nights, because it means my baby is growing inside me.
I love my psycho girl mood swings, because it means my baby is growing inside me.*
I love my incessant headaches, because it means my baby is growing inside me.
I love everything my body is doing to grow my baby inside me.
*I cannot guarantee that my husband agrees with these particular statements. :)
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