pregnancy - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing
I wanted the baby out of me, into my arms. I hated this state of silent lethargy, this waiting, I felt trapped. I wanted to zoom to winter, to early next year, to the birth.
Water dripped down harshly past my shoulders, through flaxen hair, and continuing over my large stomach. It expanded out to prove that another being resided within me. Two heartbeats within one stout body. My back ached as my entire weight relied upon it. I looked down at the stretched skin with red vein-like tendrils seeping across the sides, reminding me of an eyeball. Soft white skin, red lines drawn along it. My heart bangs loudly against my chest, the water from the head of the shower screaming louder, trying to overpower all other noise.
Mary had had her weight under control her whole life until pregnancy, then she has lost it big time. She'd craved food the entire time, nothing unhealthy, just many more meals than usual. Where she wouldn't normally have eaten after dinner she was back for a bowl of cereal by 7:30 pm and snacking on crackers and cheese before bed. He mother had told her not to worry, the breast-feeding would take care of the pounds. But her baby had been taken out early by c-section due to blood-pressure complications and then kept in the hospital for two weeks. She'd tried in vain to pump but the flow just didn't come in enough volume and the babe had to have formula. After that life was a whirl of fatigue and diaper changing, when she got two minutes to herself she didn't feel like exercising. Every playdate meant biscuits. Her maternity clothes had become her everyday wear until they fell apart and then she had to swallow her pride and shop in the plus sizes. Her husband of course was still slim.