I am now 13 weeks pregnant and my belly is growing. I didn’t start with a flat belly – far from it. So when my waist starts expanding from the budding baby in my belly I don’t look glowy and cute. I look fat. I look like I ate too many Holiday goodies which is so far from true. I was too sick to even look at the goodie tray. It isn’t fair.

I have never been thin. I am Scandinavian through and through and not that sexy kind of Scandinavian like that one woman from the Lord of the Rings movies. I am broad shouldered, big boned and built to with stand tough winters. I am more like a Nordic Viking woman than the fantasized about blonde bomb shell with a Norwegian accent. I do however have blonde hair, really great blonde hair. That is the one Scandinavian trait that looks better when pregnant. My hair shines. I may look fat but damn my hair looks good.

I feel fat. I am in some maternity clothes but mostly I am sporting the sweat pants. A lot of sweat pants. A whole lot of sweat pants. I don’t think I have worn pants with buttons in about 4 weeks.

I just want this awful first trimester to end. I want to feel better. I want to look pregnant and not fat. Mostly I want it to be Wednesday. Wednesday is when I can refill my nausea meds. Making it through to Wednesday is my new goal….

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