prenatal yoga pics, pretty please?
I went to ONE (1) prenatal yoga class like 2 months ago, which was also a lot of growth and weight gain ago... but, you asked so nicely, I tried to recreate some of the poses I learned in the class.....
Plot twist everyone saw coming, I am much too pregnant for this.
And don't get me started a balasana or cobra pose... anything with a downwards facing belly at this size ain't happening.
Also for some reason my phone kept taking pics while I was trying to get my pregnant ass off of the floor after those last two poses. I think it registered a hand motion I didn't make... I've never felt so fucking heavy. I can post those too if you want, though they aren't flattering...
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It was to be the first authenticated full-term pregnancy after in vitro fertilisation, though there were earlier claims to keep the possibility in the public eye.⁶⁹
69 For example, a claim by Professor Bevis of Leeds University in July 1974. Speaking at the annual meeting of the British Medical Association, he declared that there was at least one test-tube baby alive in Britain, and two elsewhere in Europe. He declared himself surprised at the ensuing publicity, despite having told a CIBA Foundation symposium the previous year that 'the mass media are hysterically interested in embryo transfer'. When pressed, he announced he was withdrawing from the field, and that he had refrained from publication to protect the children. He was not heard from on the subject again. See Anon., "Test-tube baby alive and well in Britain', The Times, 16 July 1974; Packard, 1978, pp. 189-90; Wolstenholme, 1973, p. 95.
"Frankenstein's Footsteps: Science, Genetics and Popular Culture" - Jon Turney
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tw: pregnancy. overall, just some domestic dad-to-be gojo trying to show how much he loves you even with how your body changes and all <3 based on a request!
a part of gojo's love entries
don’t think that satoru hasn’t noticed how you linger in front of the mirror these days, touching your body all over—particularly your baby bump. seeing your face twist into a sad frown dampens his spirits too.
on the other hand, you understand that it’s a natural process, but you have never gained this much weight before, and despite already having your husband reassure you before, you still feel somewhat meh about yourself.
“how’s my favorite girl and little rascal doing today?” he flopped down on the bed beside you as soon as he returned from school, caressing your belly. “ready to come out yet?”
you throw him an unamused look. “no, satoru. and don’t make it sound so effortless. i’m the one pushing him out.”
“ahh, but i can’t wait though~”
his palpable excitement actually made you smile as you placed your hand over his. but then your smile fell a bit and he was quick to notice it.
“what’s on your mind?” he asked then. “talk to me, hmm?”
“no… it’s nothing.” you looked away, a bit ashamed. if satoru says he’s not bothered by your figure, you really shouldn’t be thinking about this any longer. you didn't want to make him worry… but it really wasn't easy to let it go.
“hmm, my baby mama can’t be sad,” your husband pouted, and suddenly he pulled you closer, wrapping an arm around your shoulder. “she’s the cutest when she smiles.”
you looked up to him, feeling the security in his arms and yet still a hint of uncertainty in your voice. “am i just cute… to you?”
you wanted to be beautiful too. like how he used to sing you praises during your school days.
satoru grinned. and it’s the kind of toothy grin that makes your heart soar.
“no. you’re also pretty.” he tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear. “and you’re smart, kind, nags a lot, gets pouty easily… and you're sweet like a dango, makes me want to gobble you up.”
“so now i’m a dango?” you nestled your head against his broad chest, feeling your face start to heat up, and a smile beginning to curve your lips. stupid satoru. he said all of them so easily it was making you giddy and felt silly for doubting him at all.
“just because our baby is going to be a mochi. and look, you’re so close to carrying him to full-term,” he rubbed your swollen tummy again, this time with a more sincere smile. “i love you the most for it.”
your eyes took a shine, processing his words, and you could’ve sworn that right now, nothing could’ve shaken your feelings for your silly husband.
suddenly your baby kicked you hard as if to reprimand you too for your insecurities, and you winced.
“hurts?” satoru questioned, slightly concerned when you nodded. “wait i’ll tell him off.”
he cleared his throat and began making circular motions on your abdomen, as if to summon him.
“yo, brat. you can’t kick your mama like that too often these days. you’re accumulating karma and she counts it. when you come out, she’ll forbid you from eating our favorite mochis and—”
“satoru!!”
and then the two of you just burst into giggles, and once again, you utterly and thoroughly fell in love with him. for always making you feel safe... and loved.
“you know, satoru...” this time it was you who hugged him, breathing in his scent for comfort. now you were totally worry-free, the softest of smile on your face. “i’m really grateful that... we found each other.”
at your heartfelt confession, satoru felt his chest tighten with warmth and his cheeks flush. he is so blushing and he tries covering it with a chuckle. and the words lingering at the tip of his tongue were—
“heh, aren’t you glad you married me?”
yeah... i’m so glad that it’s you too.
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