I loved my body when I was pregnant even though I got HUGE. I would stare at the mirror enjoying the roundness of my belly as it grew larger, turn to the side, turn to the other side. There's just something wonderfully feminine and magical about the pregnant female form. I even liked the fullness of my breasts and the darkened areola. I haven't been pregnant for 11 years now, but I can still close my eyes and bring that image back and feel the wonderful emotions I had at that time.