A New Kind of Body Confidence
I have always been known for my tall slenderness, a substantial part of my ego (for more on what makes up one's ego and how to detach from it, I highly recommend readings by Eckhart Tolle). I would be lying if I said that I haven't thought about how perception of my body (by others, by me) will change during this time, or about how hard it might be to return to a fitter state. Granted, at 17 weeks, I have only so far gone from this
But I feel the change. I can only see part of my feet when I look down, and I'm sure they will be disappearing soon. My pants are tight, and my thighs are rubbing together. I have incredible fatigue that limits me from doing all but a fraction of my normal exercise volume, and what I do is done with great effort.
Yet I've never been more proud of my body as I am right now. Not even during my recovery from brain surgery. I love how it looks and I love what it can do. I love every protuberant curve, every tired muscle, every swollen joint. I'm growing a human being! There are two heartbeats inside of me! Everything I experience, she experiences as well. Although I feel weak a lot of the time, remembering this gives me incredible strength.