I’m seven months pregnant today, and it’s pretty obvious. So now people don’t hesitate to comment on my pregnancy, when a few months ago I could tell strangers were curious but didn’t want to ask the preggo question for fear I was just fat. My most favorite comment, which is definitely a boost to my vojo, is “there is nothing sexier than a pregnant woman”. What a fabulous thing to say! I’ve heard this several times now and will never tire of it. And for some reason, I actually believe it. I think the reason for this is that men are awed by pregnancy. They are awed by the miracle of life going on inside us. I know my husband has taken on a very nurturing role with me, constantly telling me how beautiful I am, how sexy I am, and making sure my needs are met. What a dream! And I love the comment “you’re glowing”. I haven’t noticed it myself, but I’d like to think that I am.

I like to close my eyes and imagine myself glowing, imagine how my aura may have changed or grown since I’ve been pregnant. When I rub my belly, I imagine a glow of energy reaching the womb, gently soothing my little one inside. I imagine this too when my husband tries to feel the baby kick or gently kisses and speaks to my belly – that his glow of energy reaches the baby and connects with her nurtures her somehow. And sometimes, when I visualize this energy as I rub my belly, the baby responds as if to say “yes, it’s working!”