#bumpmaker

A soft space for my journey, part diary, part dreamboard.

I’m 37, single, and deeply in love with the idea of motherhood. This is where I explore the longing, the becoming, and the blooming of my body, my identity, and someday, my future family...

I’m seeking my future husband, ideally a future DaddySir, with a real connection and real love. Until then, I’m sharing gentle updates on body growth, creative projects, and the soft ache of wanting what hasn’t arrived yet.

One of those projects: I’m currently working on my first line of pregnancy belly prosthetics, designed for cosplay creators, photography, gender transformations, and anyone who wants to experience a pregnant belly.

Alongside that, I’m documenting my personal journey with a French serum that’s helping my breasts grow, complete with measurements and progress photos (PG-friendly only! I'm not risking this second chance I've been given).

These are artistic tools for self-expression, body play, and identity exploration; and I can’t wait to share more soon!

I appreciate kind, thoughtful follows, but I’m keeping messages to a minimum to focus on growing and creating. Please respect my space; I’m here to share my journey, not for fantasy games or flirtation.

If you’re into soft femininity, motherhood energy, or just a cozy place to feel seen, you’re in the right spot!

Taking Shape🌷

This week, the dream is starting to take shape, literally. I've been wrapped up in the curves and contours of belly growth, sketching out the soft lines, the gentle slopes, even the stretch marks that tell quiet, beautiful stories. Every shape carries its own kind of intimacy, a different chapter of the journey.

Here you’ll see some of those early sketches in this post, just a glimpse of what’s coming. I’ve blurred the step-by-step instructions for now, but they’ll have their moment, too. I've been organizing the materials, laying out the creation flow, and exploring how each piece might inflate or move with lifelike motion.

I’m not sure which version will be born first, the inflating bellies or the ones that move, but I know something real is beginning to grow. And it’s so full of promise.

I’ve had droplets for years, since 2015; quietly showing up like tiny secrets my body never stopped telling. No diagnosis, no explanation, no doctor's really caring. Just me, leaking quietly through time (and bras), like my body’s been ready a long before the rest of my mind and life caught up.

Tonight, I finally gave in to the pull that's been teasing me the last few days, and I put on my pump.

Massage mode, level 1.

It starts gentle, almost playful. A light tug, barely more than a whisper. Then, like it knows me, it slowly builds on its own. Modes 2>9. Every few minutes, a little more pressure, a little more rhythm. And I feel it, alive and arousing; but in a way that’s tender, deep, and rich. Like something opening from the inside. I need something on the inside.

Pump Mode, level 1>9

Tiny fireworks spark beneath my skin. My breathing speeds up, not from nerves, but from pleasure. From the sheer, intimate thrill of feeling connected to this quiet longing I’ve carried for so long.

Pump and Massage, level 1

I imagine having a baby. Soft, warm, curled against me, needing something only I can give.

Pump and Massage, level 9

And I imagine him too, the man I haven’t met yet. My future husband. I don’t know his voice in person, but I hear it. I don’t know his touch, but I feel it in the space inside me. I believe in him, in us. In this future that we haven’t yet built... but I’m already preparing for.

There’s a sensuality here that has nothing and everything to do with fantasy and also becoming. This isn’t just about milk and motherhood. It’s about opening to the life I want: fully, willingly, hungrily.

I need him. I need us.

I’m not a mother, not yet.

But I’m already leaking. I'm already loving.

✨She’s beginning to take shape…

Spent the afternoon unboxing all the materials for my first pregnancy belly prototype.

Holding these materials in my hands made it all feel a little more real today!

A way to feel into a future I’m dreaming of; to embody the becoming before it arrives.

I’ll be documenting the making process... with updates, textures, and little behind-the-scenes peeks.

For anyone who’s ever ached for softness, fullness, or just a little more make-believe in the mirror, this one’s for you!