HumaNourish

Let me just give an instant disclaimer by saying that I can’t wait to be a mom.
Ok, now on with the show.
I woke up this morning and realized that I have unknowingly welcomed a strange layer of fat to every inch of my body. While there is more concentrated in some areas than others, there still seems to be no part spared; right down to my toes. It’s nice to suddenly grow a pair of big, youthful jugs, and the junk in the trunk that I have been wishing for my whole life is not so unattractive, but ankle fat? Fat on my underarms? Fat on my lower back? Excuse me, no thanks.
I know that “fat” is relative and by most peoples standards I need to just shut my trap….but this whole pregnancy weight thing really has my panties in a wad.
The past few days all I want to do is run. Run a lot. Lots of miles. Run and not stop running until my ankle is back to normal size.