soft belly saturday 🍰✨
i keep thinking about how different i look now compared to last year. not worse. not better. just... more. more of me. more softness, more folds, more weight when i sit on the bed and feel my hips spread out.
yesterday i tried on my favorite skirt from high school. it didn't even make it past my thighs. i should've been upset maybe? but i just looked at myself in the mirror—at this round, heavy girl i've become—and i felt... peaceful. like i'm finally filling the space i was meant to occupy.
people don't talk enough about how good it feels to be fed. to let someone care for you through food, to feel your belly swell and know you're being taken care of. to get so full you can't think straight, can't move, can only exist in your body and feel grateful for every bite.
i'm eating leftover cake in bed right now. my stomach is resting on my lap. i'm going to get bigger this year. i can feel it. and for the first time, i'm not scared.
i'm excited.
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