When I was expecting, there was a group of parents I referred to as the ‘just you wait’ers. I was a generally happy pregnant woman. No morning sickness, no heartburn, no major physical complaints. I looked forward to the impending birth of both my kidlets with inexplicable readiness. I didn’t have an overwhelming fear of the process or the pain. I even felt prepared for parenthood. …
There must be something in the water.
So I was trawling Facebook the other day when this popped up:
My hips have widened, my thighs touch and my belly… well, it’s a mass of wrinkled, puckered and stretched skin.