dress: Ross, cardigan: Nordstrom Rack, sandals: F21
no JF yet. the waiting game is killing me! but now i'm really wondering what the ominous chirp was all about yesterday.
you guys. shit just got real. REAL DEPRESSING that is. yesterday...i found...sob...stretch...marks...on my belly. i thought i was in the clear since my mom never got them and i had gone the whole pregnancy up until this point without getting them. but they are here and i'm devastated. i can never wear a bikini again. i can just see my future trips to the beach: walking from my minivan in a lands end tankini with matching sarong and lime green crocs. *shudder* it's so sad. stretch marks are unfair. what is their purpose other than to upset women? and why hasn't anyone invented a way to get rid of them? scientists need to get on that shit. like, NOW.
i had a nice dramatic, vain cry about it yesterday. but really now i feel like i didn't properly say goodbye to my pre-JF body. i should have taken pictures of myself in a bikini and said "goodbye tiny tummy that is stretch-mark and fancy free!" i'm going to miss that tummy i think.