What's the B-Belly, you ask? It's the sillouette an overweight woman's stomach makes when she's pregnant. Most normal size women bloom into a lovely D-shaped belly, where as us big girls, with our layer upon layer of stored fat tend to make a B-shaped belly when our tummies finally "pop". I'm currently obsessed with Googling images of B-Bellies.
As of now, I haven't really grown forward, per se, more side to side. My mid-section has thickened and I feel like I look like your average chubby woman. The good news is, for the first time in, like, forever, I don't see a big fat disappointment when I look in the mirror. I see a woman with a beautiful, efficient, natural, working body. I know my flaws are there, but I really don't give a shit. Those who know just how tormented I've been by my body and my issues surrounding food since the age of nine know just how revolutionary this is. And I have my unborn child to thank. This is the time of my life, and I know it. The only thing that can (and will) make it better is going from "average chubby woman" to "adorable pregnant lady". In due time, Tay Tay, in due time.
A gorgeous belly. I don't know this woman, but I'm pretty sure I hate her. Just kidding. Girl Power.
I plan on posting weekly belly pics beginning Tuesday (the official end of my first trimester, and the official beginning of my 15th week). Spoiler alert! I will look nothing like the crop-top rocking chick above. And that's okay.