Isn’t the human body amazing? It takes 40 weeks to grow a baby but just a matter of days for it to look like there was never anything there at all. This is how mine has changed in the 10 days since Little B was born, although suggesting it looks like there was never anything there at all is stretching it a bit.
There’s no doubt I’m a mother: the tell-tale linea nigra across my stomach, the midwife’s needlework skills and the fact I’m in dire need of some serious heavy duty eye cream are all dead giveaways, but all things considered, when fully clothed, I reckon I’ve escaped relatively unscathed.
Each day I’m feeling more like my old self, and can do things I haven’t been able to do for months, like sit on my bedroom floor in front of the mirror to dry my hair, and lie on my tummy to play with BB.
It’s fair to say I’m not one of those people who ‘loved’ being pregnant – instead I’m loving not being pregnant.