Pregnancy hormones and cravings.
Things that I simultaneously love and hate.
Me and my honey went to the park yesterday. I couldn’t live without this man. He is my everything.
I personally believe 80%(ish) of tumblr users are compulsive liars who are only desperate for attention because they are a “nobody” in the real world.
Just my opinion.
I really don’t know how to describe the feeling of a baby kicking. It doesn’t hurt. It’s not exactly comfortable either though. It’s surreal to know there is a human being inside of you. It’s like the opposite of an out of body experience, pulling you deep inside yourself. It fills you with love. It also fills you with a certain kind of fear. And no matter how many times it happens, it still takes you off guard every single time it happens. Pregnancy is stupidly beautiful. And I don’t regret my decision to keep this baby at all. I’ve learned to love myself in order to love my child. I’ve found myself. It’s nice.