My morning routine is pretty simple. Shower, dress, minimal make-up, blow dry my hair. That's about it. I try to look good, but I don't stress over it. Total time spent on getting me ready? About 20-25 minutes.
It took me over an hour today.
I must have changed my clothes at LEAST six times. Nothing fits. None of my button down shirts will button over my incredibly swollen chest. If I find something that fits my chest, it's too tight around my middle, which is SO bloated. I'm ready to pack up my entire closet and give it away.
My face is quickly becoming a mess, too. My forehead is breaking out, and nothing seems to be helping. So, not only do I feel like crap, I look like crap, as well. No amount of make-up can cover up the bumpiness, I swear it only amplifies it.
Looking in the mirror is an insult, honestly. I'm already disgusted with my body's failures at holding on to a pregnancy, and that's before I see what is staring back at me. Puffy, red eyes from crying, an acne filled forehead, buttons straining to fly open, and rolls on my stomach.
Oh, and I started spotting this morning.