Nevertheless, I think I can identify with them now. On certain days I feel like this:

Or this:

No doubt, I don't look fat, and I try hard to walk normally (even though walking "kang-kang" is easier at times!). I also take pains to do my hair and put on my make-up as usual (although sometimes I just don't feel like it). However, I must admit it takes an effort. Especially when I know that I can't fit into my skinny jeans, baby Ts and cute dresses anymore. So why bother?
I bother because although I may not be a runway mom , I still like to look nice and presentable, not only so that my husband can be proud of his "hot" pregnant wife (I wish I were!), but also because it gives me a sense of satisfaction to look good. Hubby always says that I'm still the prettiest girl for him no matter what but to truly believe that I need to believe that I am myself.
Let's hope this lasts until the end! :)
hahaha... thats funny :-)
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