Ack! Stretch Marks!

I guess I’ve been living in a fantasy dream world when it comes to the topic of stretch marks. I figured that since I’m a bigger woman I would gracefully side step them altogether. Well, as of yesterday that theory has been flung out of our 4th floor apartment window!

It all started on Tuesday. I woke up feeling pretty normal but after I got out of bed the Kid who has been living with it’s head snuggled under my ribs for the longest while decided it was time for a change. Well into the afternoon I could feel the baby put it’s head into my pelvis then apparently unhappy with the position it would elbow, shoulder and knee it’s way back out. I felt like a parking lot at a senior’s center on Bingo night. In…not quite right…out…in…nope just a little more to the left…out…in…maybe I should face the other way…half turn…out. That was the most stretched I’ve felt so far and I now have 3 red marks on either side of my belly button to prove it.

My waist now looks sort of like this \ \ \ * / / /

So I discover these things in the shower yesterday. I get out and called Sean over right away and he handled it way better than I did. He sure knows when to say the right thing these days! So last night before bed he read to me from our book of 1000 Pregnancy Questions which claims that there was nothing I could have done to prevent the marks (it’s so nice to be absolved of that one!) and then I was treated to a nice belly rub with some Body Shop Hemp Lotion. Maybe they aren’t such a bad thing after all!