So last year I lost a baby at 20 weeks. she lived for 2 hours before passing away. I was 158 before getting pregnant with her and was 170 after I lost her. I was depressed for awhile and didn't work out etc. fast forward to now. I'm pregnant off my <a href="https://glowing.com/glow-fertility-program">iui</a> baby and am 26 weeks weighing in at 202 gaining about 27 so far . I'm high risk and was not allowed to exercise until I got cleared 2 weeks ago for light walking. I take weekly pogestrone shots and just over all have been Scared. I know I'm over weight right now! I've been doing my best to not let it affect my happiness. Well the other day I woke up got ready FELT great went to the bank and the teller asked when I'm due.

so I say Dec 4th and she says OMG You do REALIZE you have 3 months left? then she says WOW no thank you. like seriously you have allllllllll of September, allllll of October and ALLLLLLLL of November. At this point I'm like ya bitch I know I'm carrying the child. THEN she says are you having twins and if not are you sure . At this point I'm in tears and feel absolutely disgusting, witch bugs me more because I'm HAPPY the weight I'm gaining is because I'm growing a human after the darkness I went threw.

Sorry it's so long. I had to vent.