Like a lilo

I feel like someone has pressed the inflate button and all my features are dissapearing before my eyes.

I am so happy to be pregnant, but what is happening to my body is utterly terrifying.

I am only 11 weeks, so what is happening to me? I want to scream "just let me get a bump, please". I'm not vain, but I lose all my confidence when I'm walking around looking and feeling like a Michelin version of myself. My face is bloated and when I put my pants on this evening they were far too tight. My baby is not growing in my arse cheeks for Gods sake.

I know I'm on holiday and I'm enjoying my food, but what I am enjoying now probably won't leave my side for a year.

When I get home I am going straight to the gym and getting a plan to keep in shape.  I am dreading standing on the scales on Monday; so far over the past 11 weeks I have only put on 3lbs, but this past 4 days I think I've added at least another 7.

It's just not worth it.

Food is not making me happy.