by Maggie Downs posted in Life

One pregnancy side effect I never expected was that I would feel super sexy. All the time.
Let me use all caps to stress that. SUPER SEXY. ALL THE TIME.
Sure, to the rest of the world I probably looked like a manatee, all thick and hefty and slow. But I inside I felt like a fertility goddess. The embodiment of love. A ripe berry. A Halle Berry.

Now that I am no longer pregnant, it is the thing I miss most of all. I was just so round! My stomach was a big, plump peach. My breasts were epic. I regularly looked in the mirror and thought, ?There is one fat Venus? -- and I meant that in the very best way.
My pregnant body slipped into softness where it used to be hard, and I became hard in places I used to be soft. The combination of the two was incredible. Like a funhouse mirror where the results turned out far better than how I looked pre-pregnancy.
No wonder so many celebrities flaunt their naked bodies while pregnant. I felt it, and I?m certainly no Demi Moore or Christina Aguilera or goddess Serena Williams.
Being pregnant absolutely made me want to be naked more than usual. (Also my clothes didn?t really fit anymore, so there was that.) But mostly my pendulous belly wanted to be on display. It was liberating to not suck in, not squeeze myself into any particular form, allowing my body to go where it wanted to go.
Even while my skirts clung, my cleavage plunged, and my bra cups overflowethed, one of my best friends chastised me for not ...