This is my belly: the one that housed Queen B, and dozens of packages of Double Stuf Oreos, and too many Costco crates of grapefruit to count over those 9 months. Queen B has been out for three years, the Oreos linger on. Someday, I?ll get those 20 pounds back off. Meanwhile, I?ll try to enjoy the curves, and? if lucky enough to get pregnant again? try to stay further away from the cookie aisle.
If you look carefully, right above my navel, you can see the scar from the belly-button ring that I took out when I got pregnant. I didn?t think stretching it out on a 9-month pregnant belly would be a good thing. Maybe someday, if I get my abs back, I?ll get it re-pierced. Probably not. Some things are just cuter on a 20-something. Regardless, the little scar will always be there, like a ghost of my grunge youth.
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You may have eaten them, but you certainly aren’t “double stuffed”!
You look great!