Last night, as we were walking upstairs to put the kids to bed, Madi pipes up and innocently asks, “Mommy, why do you have bleed on your tummy?” (yep, she was referring to my newly discovered stretch marks)
What I said: “Well, honey, those are just some marks from having a baby…nothing to worry about…they don’t hurt or anything”
What I thought: “Well, honey, if heredity holds true, the only way for you to escape these stretch marks is to have no more than two kids…and don’t have bigger babies…and don’t think you are in the clear because they aren’t obvious while you are pregnant…but don’t worry, they don’t hurt or anything, just your ego…”
— Post From My iPhone
