I tried 10,000 different types of moisturizers in hopes that I wouldn’t end up with stretch marks, or at least terrible ones, as I’m genetically prone to getting them.

Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to stop them.

I hated them. I wouldn’t take any bare belly pics because I was embarrassed by them. They made me so self conscious.

But today...... I saw my sweet baby’s face on 3D ultrasound for the very first time and it made me truly realize that they do NOT matter. One. Single. Bit.

I am PROUD of these tiger stripes. I am in love with my changing body. Because it is creating LIFE.

This sweet little face made me realize that those stretch marks mean nothing to me. (I wish they weren’t so dang itchy, though).