Today, I just realized that I had very light stretch marks. Well, I didn’t. My mother told me. She was helping get a skirt on and because we were close to the window, they were visible.
I kind of freaked out. I wasn’t looking forward to that part of the pregnancy. I hoped so much that I wouldn’t get any. Though they are tiny, they are there. I was a little worried until I spoke to my husband about it. I told him and he was disturbed.
He told me something that I really needed to hear. I was complaining about something and that upset him. He told me that I shouldn’t be complaining, that I should just be happy that the baby is healthy. Stretchmarks should be the least of my worries.
That really made me feel better. Though that is not going to stop me from applying lots of lotion to my stomach every night and morning, it made me realize something. I am in no position to complain. I’m so thankful to God. And I’m being so selfish. My husband is right!
Though I wished this never happened, I love my baby. And if stretchmarks are what I will earn through my pregnancy, then be it. I’m gaining something very beautiful at the end. I will never be able to thank God for this miracle. Though my baby isn’t here with me yet. I thank God for taking care of my baby.
I could never be more grateful. :)) I’m glad that some sense got knocked into me. 🙂
23 Weeks && 2 Days Pregnant!
