Learning to love my stretchmarks!
Week 39 begins tomorrow, and there aren’t words to express how excited I am to meet my little one. This is our first baby, and we feel so blessed.
I made it to week 36 without a single stretch mark, and I will never forget a friend of mine telling me right around that time how great my belly looked and how lucky I was to be stretch mark free.
Well the very next week they started to show up to one side of my belly button, and over the last few weeks it seems that they have gotten darker, longer and wider every day. I’m amazed at how fast my skin has changed. I’ve had a few stretch marks on my breasts and on my sides for years, and they don’t bother me at all. But to have them covering my entire belly is going to take some adjustment. Maybe I just assumed that since my mom and my sister didn’t get any during pregnancy, I wouldn’t either. I’ll admit it, I’m disappointed.
But I love being pregnant. I love my big, round, beautiful belly and I have been so proud to show it off. If this is the biggest sacrifice I need to make, so be it. Time will pass and I’ll get used to my new body. I’ll learn to love it again, or so I hope. And I’ll be so in love with my son or daughter that nothing else will really matter.