I always had a belly.
In the beginning, it was rather shapely.
Curvy, but not outwordly so.
Then lil man came along.
Suddenly, my belly became
The living, growing symbol
Of another tiny, living, breathing being.
My body became nurturer and nurse.
My belly became both nest and nuzzling point.
Baby grew out of me, literally.
And my belly became an afterthought.
You see, my body didn't snap back into shape.
My belly stayed on.
So terms like 'baby belly' were thrown at me.
But guess what, a baby did grow in this belly.
And yes, my belly will never
Go back to what it used to be.
It is wobbly, it's scarred.
It has stretchmarks.
It symbolises my strength.
In the beginning, it was rather shapely.
Curvy, but not outwordly so.
Then lil man came along.
Suddenly, my belly became
The living, growing symbol
Of another tiny, living, breathing being.
My body became nurturer and nurse.
My belly became both nest and nuzzling point.
Baby grew out of me, literally.
And my belly became an afterthought.
You see, my body didn't snap back into shape.
My belly stayed on.
So terms like 'baby belly' were thrown at me.
But guess what, a baby did grow in this belly.
And yes, my belly will never
Go back to what it used to be.
It is wobbly, it's scarred.
It has stretchmarks.
It symbolises my strength.
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