First a “thank you” to all you lovley girls out there. This page is a joy for so many people, but to be truthful it is scaring me to, i realy love my boddy, my preggo boddy is a blessing shure, But i had trained and shaped my body to perfection and i`am determend to go back, ok maby a nudge or two will come in the way but hell, a challenge is a challenge. My story in short, 37 weeks ago i was standing in my bathroom with “da stick” and had my nutty love in my life sitting outside whating for the more than obvious result,(due to the medical expertice that i culdent bear a child and shuld look in to adoption) funny how you can feel kinda slapt in the face and freking joyful att the same time, off course my 1 month old boyfriend dident understand my answer to the result due to his rather shocked state of mind,(mine to) but to make a long story short, a fiew arguments a little tears and a whole bunche off laughts here we are at the end, funny we only had known ethother for 2 months, it whasnt a planed thing to happen and i can werry well understand his chock and grudge to it, but we tackled it with a fiew bumpiness and here we are, in the best relasionship we have evere been in, living togehter and the love we have is the best thing in the world. Hell in some whays it seems like it whas “ment to be” not in the hippie kindaway but we are as one person, hell we even have the same birthday. The stomach is streching but no visseble strechmarks yet, and iam happy for that, only gaind 8kg (swedish think its about 16 pounds uk) iam healthy and the child i werry healthy to(in what test can say ) i will send a post later post preg. Now i will go and kiss my boyfriend, without him i whuldent be the happy gal i am now. And thanks to you all.