So I'm 100% new to the "blogging world" but I'm the kind of person, what you see is what you get. I'm not the size 2, 5'1", blonde acting dumb for a man's attention. I'm the 5'11" plus-sized, 24 years old, married to my best friend, fun-loving mom of 2; (One of which is actually my 5 year old step-child but nonetheless, he is mine as much as my 2 year old daughter is). Being plus-sized always comes with difficulty. Difficulty in finding clothes to fit properly. Difficulty in how all of us have issues with the shapes of our own bodies & in return, we have an ever-fluctuating feeling of whether or not we even love our bodies. And with that comes another true fact- how we look when we are pregnant. My husband and I decided to start TTC (trying to conceive) as of a week ago. Of course I'm anxious and excited as this is our first PLANNED pregnancy! My patience is very little trying to wait and wait and wait.... Just to take that pregnancy test in hopes of a BFP (big fat positive) to pop up! With my daughter, I didn't show any sign of a belly bearing a child until nearly halfway through my pregnancy, and mind you, I've got one heck of a lower gut on top of my curvaceous body. So I constantly looked like the letter "B" from a side view... Which turned into the number 3 at one time with the breast area. I know. Disappointing right? But though I wouldn't appreciate how I looked, I realized, there was so much more than my physical appearance going on inside of me! I was fortunate enough to conceive and grow a baby inside of me. With the hormones flowing, I remember breaking down, bawling hysterically that there are SO MANY women out there who CANNOT conceive, and would give anything to feel what my tubby belly felt inside of it! So THAT is when I began to accept my body and when people looked at me in public, confused as to "is she pregnant or just fat!?", I would simply smile and rub my hands over my roundness and no longer CARE. I didn't care if I looked "fat" rather than "pregnant". I didn't care if I was not exactly a "banging 10", but instead, a content and HAPPY 7.5 (give or take)! I didn't care how others felt about ME. I wasn't rampaging to try and be rude, I just found an inner happiness for myself and my little one inside of me. So for any other ladies, young, middle-aged, or "older", you owe it to yourself to RESPECT yourself and your happiness. Pregnancy, no matter the size of the body (or the belly!), is all the SAME MIRACLE in each and every woman! I plan to try and keep updating as much as possible, in hopes to inspire other women all around me as my husband and I try our best to create another little one inside of this chubby belly, dealing with a "difficult to get along with" bio mom of my son's, raising our two kids, and yet also preparing our daughter to being an older sister one day.