


letting myself go and fattening up after becoming a wife feels even more incredible than I always imagined it would. now I wear crop tops that accentuate my roundness around the house all day long. I hog all the snacks and give myself huge portions at every meal. I even ask my husband for belly rubs when I’ve really overdone it 🥴 I think maybe he likes it though… last saturday he surprised me by waking me up with a couple pats to my exposed gut and two huge cinnamon rolls from a bakery a couple blocks away. I dunno, maybe I should fatten my potbelly up a little more 🤭 pffff as if I would stop now 😏