What pregnancy glow? Navigating the second trimester and my baby blump (half bump, half bloat)

“You’re pregnant!” my hairdresser exclaimed jubilantly when I walked into the salon. Swiftly followed up by, “Why haven’t you told me yet?” Why hadn’t I told her?  Was I holding out for a beautifully shot social media reveal to my adoring fans? If only. The truth was I was only 11 weeks pregnant. I wasn’t telling anyone. I had barely told my husband.  I thought the bloating was bad, I did. Looking in the mirror,...