There are many things I didn’t expect going into pregnancy. Namely, that I would spend the first few months with an undisguisable metallic taste in my mouth or that my ribcage would swell to seemingly double its size. But, perhaps most of all, I didn’t expect to feel such angst towards my body.
Plenty of women revel in their morphing, pregnant bodies, and kudos to those who are able to embrace the change. Pregnancy is a wonder of a thing, miraculous even. To grow life inside these bodies of ours is quite something. But I am not one