Yesterday, Grandma had a doctor show on t.v. as I was going back and forth with the baby. "Up next" was going to be a new method for getting rid of stretch marks that "really works." I was truly saddened by this.
As the preview said, I had stretch marks going through puberty that I hated. But gladly, they faded and I learned to accept myself etc.
Now I have stretch marks on my belly from having a baby and I honestly am proud of them. Not the kind of proud like wear a bikini and not care what people think proud. But proud that my body has accomplished something so miraculous and amazing and beautiful. Why get rid of that? Why hide it and be ashamed of it? It's a part of me- a physical sign of where I've been and what I've done.
I've never been so in love with and proud of my body as I am now.
