I have not been pregnant for more than six months now (and no, I’m not pregnant now, either!)
Yet I still find myself subconsciously touching my belly ALL.THE.TIME. Kind of like I did when I was still in my first trimester and not yet showing, or even well into the second trimester I guess. When I looked rounder but didn’t have the big bump. Even at nine months, my bump wasn’t enormous, but it didn’t stop me from caressing it. It held Maya, after all! Continue reading “Belly Love”