Oh the times...they are a changin'
Looking back over these last few months there is no doubt that things are different. Let's see...first off; I'm pregnant. That's a big fat "no duh" on the different scale, but other things have changed too, little things, ones that I used to take for granted. Let's take a fond look back on the last few months, before my belly started giving my cleavage a run for its money, and reminisce, shall we?
So much has changed, I am not unhappy with any of the changes, but let's just say that adjusting a whole new body can be...well...a challenge. Let me present a list of the changes from just a few months ago, in no particular order:
I could sleep
I could workout without stopping to pee every 10 minutes
I could go through my day without stopping to pee every 30 minutes
I only had to worry about myself and my husband
My chest didn't touch my stomach when I sat down
My bras all fit
I only had to wear one sports bra to work out
My brain could hold onto more than one thought at a time
I didn't vividly dream about birthing puppies
I could sit on the floor without needing to use a backhoe to stand up again
I had a lap
I didn't know what convertible car seat meant
I wasn't sporting two tone hair (3 inch roots are not all that attractive, really)
I could easily shave my legs
I could climb stairs without going into cardiac arrest
I didn't wear the same damn thing every single blessed day
Looking back over this list I know it seems trivial, but really, I took a lot of these for granted when wasn't playing host body to a certain little wee one. While I may add to this list over the next few months, I can say without a doubt that I wouldn't change one single thing about my life or body. I love everything that this list represents because ultimately it represents my child.
So much has changed, I am not unhappy with any of the changes, but let's just say that adjusting a whole new body can be...well...a challenge. Let me present a list of the changes from just a few months ago, in no particular order:
I could sleep
I could workout without stopping to pee every 10 minutes
I could go through my day without stopping to pee every 30 minutes
I only had to worry about myself and my husband
My chest didn't touch my stomach when I sat down
My bras all fit
I only had to wear one sports bra to work out
My brain could hold onto more than one thought at a time
I didn't vividly dream about birthing puppies
I could sit on the floor without needing to use a backhoe to stand up again
I had a lap
I didn't know what convertible car seat meant
I wasn't sporting two tone hair (3 inch roots are not all that attractive, really)
I could easily shave my legs
I could climb stairs without going into cardiac arrest
I didn't wear the same damn thing every single blessed day
Looking back over this list I know it seems trivial, but really, I took a lot of these for granted when wasn't playing host body to a certain little wee one. While I may add to this list over the next few months, I can say without a doubt that I wouldn't change one single thing about my life or body. I love everything that this list represents because ultimately it represents my child.
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