Hi there! My name is Christina. I am 21 years old and 4 months postpartum. I came across this site when I was about 7 months pregnant. It was about the time I began having stretch marks, and my weight started to rise.
I got pregnant when I was 20 years old, unexpectedly, and I still remember that day so vividly in my mind. You see I told my boyfriend I couldn;t get pregnant so we went without any form of birthcontrol. I didn’t mean to lie to him, I honestly thought I couldn’t get pregnant because since I was about 17 I didn’t get pregnant and my then boyfriend didn’t use condoms. So here I was a 20 year old girl, who basically had it ingrained in her mind by both experiences and ex boyfriends that I couldn’t get pregnant. Whoa, was I ever naive. I’m still not entirely sure if it was naive or a yearning to see if I could really have a child. I’m still unsure of my motives at the time. Regarldess of that, I learned my lesson. I had to break the news to my boyfriend who was really upset, asked me why I even thought I could not get pregnant, and came up with an ellaborate story of miscarriage ( which I am pretty sure I had at 16, which leaves me wondering why the heck I didn;t think I could get pregnant!), and a doctor who apparently said that to me. I cried for about a week, and unsure of whether or not to keep the pregnancy going, After the first ultrasound was the day I deceided to keep my little baby alive, and to become a mother. From that day forward I was a mom. My boyfriend on the otherhand, took a long time to get used to the whole idea. In fact I don’t think he really accepted the pregnancy until the moment it was over, and my son was born.
The whole pregnancy was hard, my boyfriend was a jerk, and I was left questioning whether or not I made the right decisions. But now that son is here, I have no regrets, I am so happy with my choices and my life as of today. He is so beautiful, and so wonderful, and I couldn;t imagine my world, or the rest of world, without him and his smile. And even though I messed up bigtime along the way, I know my boyfriend loves him to pieces,
The only thing I am upset with is my new body, and the stretch marks. But with time, this will pass and I’ll have forgotten about this as well.,
Thank you for listening, I needed to get all that off my chest!
March 8th, 2010 at 12:41 pm
Christina, you look amazing!!! Really! And you have fantastic legs! The stretch marks will be so light in a few months and I’ve actually gotten to the point where I LOVE mine. They’re a reminder of that special time.
Remember, no regrets! Everything happens for a reason, and your son is all the proof there needs to be that you made the right decision!
March 8th, 2010 at 3:10 pm
You look great, and stretch marks do fade A LOT! I agree with sarah, you have amazing legs! Keep your head up mommy!
March 8th, 2010 at 4:07 pm
You have really great legs!! I guess I’m not the only one who didn’t think I could get pregnant. God has his own timing when he decides to bring a baby in the world. I am on baby #3! 1st one I didn’t think I could get preggo, 2nd I tried for her cause I wanted them close together, 3rd is a date rape baby. I truly believe that every little life is here for a reason! You look great mama! Enjoy your little miracle
March 8th, 2010 at 7:37 pm
You look absolutely fantastic!
March 9th, 2010 at 9:12 am
I am jealous of those legs! And your belly is so flat! You only have like 5 stretch marks! They will fade, and be tiny reminders of growing your miracle baby!!! You will love them
March 9th, 2010 at 9:47 pm
Honey…I am 14 months post-partum with a daughter from a father who “couldn’t concieve.”
Must be a miracle! LOL.
March 10th, 2010 at 2:16 am
It’s true, Shannon (above poster)! I love the little stretchmarks on my belly my daughter left me! Reminds me of such a special time!
March 26th, 2010 at 5:50 pm
Your stretch marks are practically invisible from the distance of the camera to you in that photo! I dreaded stretch marks throughout my pregnancy, up until I actually got them. Then I realized they weren’t really so bad, and now I’m glad I have a reminder of how much I loved the pregnancy itself. It’s a magical experience.