Almost none of what makes me happiest is compatible with parenthood. I love sleeping in, taking a laze, soaking in absurdly long baths, lolling around in UGGs, watching Vanderpump Rules, and fucking off on a road trip or to New York or even to another country if I get a good deal on tickets. There’s also the question of submitting your body to the process. I like my figure, my boobs, my tummy, my long hair. As someone who historically has not always been okay with my body but cherishes it now, it’s frustrating to think of it all changing immediately and permanently. I worry about having a
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