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December 20, 2005

Stretch marks

Yup, I got them. Not on my stomach though, but actually on my boob. They are gross and red and I hate them. They say that you take after your mother in regard to stretch marks, so I assumed I'd be more or less fine. I'd never noticed them on my mother. That's because she doesn't have any on her stomach. Arg. I'm lucky that I married the bestest man ever, and of course he doesn't care just like he doesn't care that I have grown a little in my hips and butt and that I have stopped shaving my legs most of the time.

So, stretch marks come from the skin stretching. This means that at least one boob has grown. I don't see how they can continue to do this, they are huge! I'm a small person, I think they need to realize this and stop the growing. My new bras don't fit anymore. I have only one that does, and it's a super scary grandma nursing bra. It has thick straps, comes up practically to my collar bone, and is bone white. Yuck yuck. Really, I gain 10 years when I put it on. It's also very bulky. I have these cute tight turtle necks that I love, but I have to wear the bras that don't fit because I refuse to have the grandma bra outline seen by others. It's like having panty lines! The worst part of this bra is the size-40 C. That's right 40 C!!!!! I used to be a 34 B. How can my rib cage stretch that much??? I'm really debating spending the money and buying at least one expensive but pretty nursing bra. I need clothes in my life that make me feel better about the way I look, not worse. I've already become a beach ball.

Big Fat Baby Boy has been a kicking machine this morning. I think he's moved his feet to my left side, these kicks were too strong to be hits. He also did this really cute thing where he wouldn't exactly kick me, but he'd put what I assume is his foot against my side and slightly push, just a little hello that lasted a couple of seconds. I'm still singing to him constantly which he seems to love, and Daddy's started reading the baby bible Goodnight Moon to him at night. The two men in my life are so wonderful, I'm the luckiest woman ever!

Posted by laura at December 20, 2005 10:23 AM

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Pretty nursing bra? Isn't that a contradiction in terms?

Posted by: Mommy at December 20, 2005 03:09 PM

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