My body is changing and evolving. It’s done something incredible, defied the odds and at the end of the journey I’ll have my own miracle. But am I supposed to be just ok and embrace the changes my body is making? I find myself torn and going back and forth between thinking how incredible and lucky I am; to I feel disgusting. I’ve never thought of myself and shallow and it certainly wasn’t as if I had ‘the body’ before I got pregnant as I was by no means the next bikini model,