Yeah. I love my baby more than anything in the world.

But; I would not ever be pregnant again, no matter how wonderful my baby is. My body is a fucking mess, it doesn’t feel like mine, and even if I lose the weight, I still have scars from stretch marks and the eczema it caused. My body shape went from an hourglass to a pear and I hate it. My thighs are massive, my boobs are uneven, I have a huge section scar that is always itchy and sore in the way it feels like after the dental numbing starts to wear off, only it never wears off. It’s always tingly and annoying and sensitive.

To go through that, and just give it to the grandmother just for the sake of providing someone’s family an heir is exhausting. I don’t mean it in the way of surrogacy, for adoption, etc. That’s different. You wouldn’t really be in the kids life.

I just don’t see the sense in going through something so serious and permanent as a pregnancy, if you’re not even gonna want the kid but still have to be in its life.