You know how people say that pregnant ladies just “glow”? Well, it’s a lie. Unless they mean that the myriad of pimples on their face gives off an eerie, red, humming aura. Maybe that’s true. My face is a puss mine! Zits everywhere, and they’re not just little ones; they are volcanic and throbbing.
The worst one so far is in my moustache.
I didn’t even know I had a moustache, as I have never had to bleach or wax my upper lip since I am blonde and have very fine hair on my face that’s never been too noticeable. But when you have to cake on dozens of layers of cover-up and powder to hide the pimple on your upper lip, the faint hairs there get covered with concealer and are quite prominent.
I have a zitty, powder-covered moustache.
Owell, I’m told that this invasion of acne is short-lived and that the second trimester will be much better. Here’s hoping!
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I think in the end, the zits will all be worthwhile… Right now I have stress zits from the end of this semester… sympathy zits i guess
What a funny observation, but so true. Welcome to the Chewbacca factor of pregnancy, you’re journey has just begun……lol
amanda, welcome to my life!! it’s rough but you get used to it after awhile. At least I have, and I’m not pregnant.
A real enlightening blog. Don’t stop now. If you happen to be looking for acne, I’m sure you’d be interested in acne
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