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Ugly duck

Nong nong time ago (okay, it was merely SEVEN MONTHS AGO), I was glowy.

And now, presenting the bulbous nose and LV Neverfull eye bags!

Why am I even posting this ugly, sans makeup picture of myself on the Internetz? (Was chilling by the pool in Bali.)
I don’t know. Maybe I am not-so-secretly humble bragging? Meaning, now is your cue to start posting comments on how glowy I look currently, how I still am beautiful etc.

Urghs. Hate humblebrag. Why do people post obviously good-looking photos of themselves with “oh woe is me, I look awful” captions, just to invite flattering comments? Are we really that insecure and in need of validation?

Anyway, yeah, I’m being completely honest here. Not trying to fish for compliments. I feel tired and I look tired. Third trimester is kicking my ass, the depth of exhaustion is like a bottomless pit. I can sleep for seven hours and still feel like I can go on for another 10. My honker can press the buttons of the lift on my behalf and my eye bags can hold a towel.

One day, I am going to look all shiny and radiant again.

Maybe when my kids turn five?

4 thoughts on “Ugly duck”

  1. Ooohhh… Does the appearance of “the nose” mean it’s a boy? ๐Ÿ˜‰ I know you don’t want to find out the gender of #2, but I remember you writing about your nose when you were preggers with A. Anyway, with or without that nose, you still look radiant, and more importantly, happy. ๐Ÿ™‚

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  2. Adeline – I have no idea if it’s going to be a boy or girl. ๐Ÿ™‚ Oh well, we shall see!

    Susan – thank you! I feel drab most of the time so it’s very nice of you to say otherwise. ๐Ÿ˜›

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