The old me. The woman who I don’t recognise anymore. The woman who changed because she became a mother to the most beautiful baby boy she’d ever laid her eyes on. The woman who used to go out to the pub and get drunk almost every weekend to the woman who enjoys a drink every now and then but doesn’t like staying out past 10pm, the woman who used to settle for less then she deserved to the woman who has finally settled down with the love of her life, the woman who used to be creeped out by pregnancy to the woman who fell pregnant, allowed her body to change completely, survived pre-eclampsia and went through her first surgery to bring new life into this world. I do miss the old me but I believe I’m now an even better version of myself, I’m proud of the old me and even prouder of the new me. ♥️