i love, love the idea of being a full, hot, and exhausted mama. just so big and round, belly taut and packed with babies. my clothes barely fit anymore, its cute how i attempt at decency even with a bulging baby bump. my cheeks are almost always flushed, a hand always on my lower back as i waddle around.
sitting down and having to always lean back to give the bump all the room, spreading my thighs so that ball of a belly drops down in that space with a deliciously heavy pull. i feel so hot and squirmy thinking about being at the latest of my pregnancy I could be. at my heaviest and roundest, with a lover who loves my belly just as much as me <3













