In every photo I
see (and I see sooooo many, thank you internet), I search for it but
alas, it’s just not there. No back fat. Or arm fat. Or face bloat. Just
a giant bump, magnificent breasts and toothpick arms and legs.
a wonderful thing being pregnant at the same time as Angelina. Just
wonderful. Thanks to incessant media coverage of her every move and my
own personal obsession, there are no shortage of opportunities to
compare and contrast myself with The Goddess.
This is not
helpful. This is a disaster. But can I stop? No I cannot. And with each
pregnancy, my Celebrity Pregnancy Comparison Syndrome has become more
You can read the rest of my Esssential Baby post here……