Pregnancy Marks

Pregnancy becomes her. Yup, I’ve heard this comment one too many time when I was pregnant. You know what? I actually agree as well! I would have to say that I was one hot pregnant woman.

I felt good physically. I would often skip and hop in the office (much to the detriment of the nerves of the people around me who would practically have a heart attack whenever they’d see pregnant old me jumping around).

One thing I hated about being pregnant was all the unsolicited advice which would sometimes get ridiculous. I’ve learned the art of smiling and pretending to listen while the oldies gave me their words of wisdom. (Okay, I’d be honest…I wasn’t really smiling all the time)

I wish I had paid more attention to some of their advice though. For example, I should have listened when they told me to put on any stretch mark cream in order for me to prevent stretch marks. I didn’t listen to them before as I didn’t see the need to put on a cream when there wasn’t any mark on my tummy. It felt a but paranoid to do so. Had I known then what I knew now (seeing how ugly my stretch marks are), I would have piled on the revitol stretch mark cream when I had the chance.

Oh well, hindsight is always 20/20/

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