New life. Mid creation. In my belly. Crazy....
I'm at the stage where I can actually see why woman say they like being pregnant. My hair is thick, soft, and shiny. My skin has cleared up and my nails are growing like crazy. I live in this cozy no zipper, elastic waistband world and with a cute little belly that people are magically drawn to touching and rubbing like a lucky penny or something.
Focus on the belly and try to ignore the gross toothpaste smear all over my bathroom mirror.