Love br33ding

When the belly starts to round out on the bottom, making buttons and zippers impossible to be done up.

Waddling, not just because of the soreness in her pelvis, but also because of the sheer weight she’s carrying.

When her spine starts to curve and create that arch from the weight of her belly.

The first “I’m stuck” because she sunk too deep into the couch and can no longer rock forwards to get up.

The faces she makes when feeling kicks and flutters. Some painful and some mesmerizing.

When she’s just big enough that the sink is out of reach.

The creases between her round belly and hips that you want to just grab onto and dig in.

The way her hips widen and her thighs soften as her body adjusts to the new weight.

The way people can’t help but stare anytime she’s out in public because she looks like she’s going to give birth any second.

The protective arm you put around her shoulders or the absent minded belly rubs you give while around other people. It’s clear you did this to her.

When she tries to reach top cabinets or shelves but her growing belly begins to knock stuff over in the process so you need to step in and help grab things.

When sex requires lots of repositioning and new poses but it’s sooo worth it.

When the best advice you’ve been given to help kickstart labor is to “cum it out”.

Driving to the hospital and even though her belly is tense and tight, it’s still so large that it hangs between her thighs.

Watching her cute little nose scrunch as she’s pushing for dear life (she’s doing so well).