The day before yesterday I had to say goodbye to two of my dearest friends.
I realized that we had grown apart, that we just didn't fit together anymore.
They are just as wonderful as they've always been. I am the one that has changed.
We've been through a lot together. We used to be really close.
But since I got pregnant it just hasn't been the same. It's like we don't fit together anymore.
And when I was told, a few days ago, that I will never be exactly the same as before my pregnancy, I knew that I had to let go.
The exact words I was told were:
"Your hips will never be the same again. Your ass has grown and from now on you will need trousers one size bigger than before getting pregnant".
Well there was no room for one size extra in my two dearest pairs of jeans, so that's why I had to let go.
They left with my sister. I'm sure my sister will take good care of them. But what worries me is that she will never be able to love them the way I loved them.
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jag lovar jag ska ta hand om dem.
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