I thought I'd gotten away with it.
But I walked past the mirror this morning and there they were. Purple stretchmarks...
A few years back I tried the implanon, and within two months I'd gone from a trim 8 stone 2 to a podgy 10 stone 6. Cheers. Anyway, I lost the weight and gained a few stretchmarks over my love handles, which never really bothered me that much as they were silvery and faint.
These newbies are a whole different story. About five on each side appeared at about 28 weeks, but it's difficult for me to see that far round so I don't really pay much attention to them. But waddling into the bathroom today in my pajama top (which is now a crop top) I noticed they'd doubled! I've got two small scars beside my hipbone from an old piercing which have also turned into stretchmarks, and there are blurry patches through my tattoo. I'm not a happy Bear - I honestly thought I'd gotten away with it!!
Daddy Bear has always and will always tell me not to be so silly, that I'm beautiful and that stretchmarks are part and parcel of pregnancy, I'm just hoping they don't sprout up anywhere else!! I love my bump and don't want it covered in the dreaded stretchies.
Daddy Bear needs to bear in mind that I'm only young and want a future of holidays in bikinis!!
Baby Bear, what are you doing to mummy's tummy?!?!
Eagerly awaiting the arrival of our little Baby Bear
xxx
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