by rebelzva & cptxbonnot

pregnancy has surprised me in the best and weirdest ways… i really thought i’d hate the constant tiredness, the way my body feels heavier every day, the random nausea that still hits me sometimes, and how my boobs and belly just keep growing. but honestly? feeling our little girl kick and move inside me has been the most magical thing i’ve ever experienced. sometimes i’ll just be sitting on the couch and she’ll do a big flip and it makes me tear up instantly. i cry at the smallest things now — baby commercials, folding tiny clothes, even when you rub my belly and talk to her. my emotions are all over the place but i actually love this version of me
– i’m really excited about being a stay-at-home mom. i want to be the one who’s there for all the firsts, making our house feel warm and safe, taking her on beach days and teaching her to love animals and music and books just like me. it doesn’t feel like i’m giving anything up… it feels like i’m building something beautiful
– to the women who shame other girls for wanting to be stay-at-home moms or housewives… mind your own womb honestly. not every woman wants the same life you do and that’s okay. choosing to pour my love into my family doesn’t make me less of a woman or set anyone back. real power is having the choice and respecting other women’s choices instead of tearing them down
– as someone who’s always had anarchist leanings, being a mom feels like the ultimate act of rebellion to me. i don’t want to raise our daughter to fit into this broken system. i want to raise her free, curious, kind but strong, questioning everything and knowing she doesn’t have to follow rules just because they exist. i want our home to be a little pocket of resistance — full of love, honesty, creativity, and zero shame for who we are
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