The moment I had been trying so hard to avoid these last few months finally happened the other day.
I noticed stretch marks on my tummy.
And I'm not going to lie, I was really, really gutted about it. So much so that I had a little silent cry to myself, shaking my head in disbelief after I had been so committed to using all the oils and creams specially designed to avoid them. I think thats what annoyed me so much. I convinced myself that I could stop it from happening. I was in control of it. When people told me that you either get them or you don't, I didn't believe them and told myself that they were just being pessimistic.
But here I am, proof that you can drink as much water as possible, use oils and creams twice a day RELIGIOUSLY and still get them.
And you know what? Its fine. Its absolutely FINE. Yes, I was initially upset about these new "scars" on my body as it was physical evidence that my body will never ever be the same after pregnancy. But now that I've had a couple of days to get over it, I think its pretty fitting that your body is different considering your life is too after a baby comes.
So these small, little, white "scars" that have appeared on my tummy may never disappear, but I'm glad. They are proof that she lived with me. They're proof that my body was able to carry her before my arms could. They are proof that I am becoming a mother, and they're proof that my life (and body) is about to change forever. And as scary as that is, I'm excited for this new journey to start, even though I feel so unprepared and so unqualified.
So if you're vain like me and cried over your new stretchies, then don't despair. Its a small price to pay for such a precious blessing.
SLC x
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