Every four weeks I go up a bra size…it’s worth being pregnant just for the breasts. Pregnancy is also a lot of other things. It is the gift of life.  It is a miracle.  It is exciting…to create a life.  To carry that life within your body for nine months.  To nurture it.  To feel it grow.  To create another human being. To carry a whole world inside you. It is incredible.

It is also horrifying.  It is dramatic.  It is bizarre.  Things happen… strange things.  Not nice things.  Things you don’t expect.  Things no one warns you about. 

Weeks are passing by like fast trains and I can’t believe I am already in my last trimester. We found a beautiful temporary house in Bali, close to the hospital and a doctor who is pro natural birth (which is quite difficult to find in Indonesia, as they can make way more money if you have a c section). I will move to Bali around the 1st of July while Andreas will stay in Gili to supervise the construction site. We both agreed: living in the same house around your due date is so 2018!

Getting pregnant has changed me

It changes me every single day. I’ve changed my outlook on life and my way of thinking, changed the way I breathe, the way I love and the way I receive love. I am not the same person I was a year ago. I’m not the same person I was yesterday. I wouldn’t even compare myself to the person I was this morning.

Things are more challenging but filled with so much more reward. Things are filled with so much love. And the capacity for love my heart has grows faster and more wild by the minute. I never thought it was possible to love like a wildfire. But here I am setting flame to everything around me.

Love Rose

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