If you look really closely you can see... NO STRETCH MARKS!!! Well...thus far.... I'm basically banging my knuckles on the wood coffee table right now.
However, my belly is stretch-mark friendly-- I do have the faint stretch mark scars of my rounder belly days. Perhaps this is what's keeping me line-free at the moment? Years ago I stretched myself out to nearly 250 pounds. Stretching out for a mere 8 pound (I sincerely hope and cross my fingers for) baby? Easy! Skin is surprisingly elastic, as I've discovered. I'm also guzzling water like there's no tomorrow and lathering up on the belly oil, even though there is no scientific proof that oil will actually help prevent stretch marks. Bah! The label says it will so I will blindly trust that instead of....*harumph*..."scientific evidence".
I spent last night in bed the
So I've discovered that I'm becoming one of the most fascinating people walking down the street. Since probably just yesterday alone, I've received about three double-takes, a handful of awkward glances, some all-out smiley stares, and the occasional ogle. Trust me...you think you're being sly, but I can tell you're staring at my ginormous belly. Yes, even the quick glance-down trick. It's sneaky, but I'm not oblivious. Hell, I see my ginormous belly every day, each time I try to even attempt looking at my feet.
I had one lady follow me to the bus stop the other day. Actually, it was more like she turned around a few times to stare and then basically stopped until I caught up and proceeded to walk along with me. She told me about her estranged son and how he was having a baby and that I would have a beautiful baby. Very sweet, actually. A guy at the mall did about three obvious backward glances, including the turn-around-and-stare-while-walking-backwards trick until he finally congratualated me.
Ok, but I have to also admit I LOVE TO SEE OTHER PREGNANT WOMEN!!!! I can't help it! I ogle, I stare, I even POINT! I saw one at the grocery store a couple nights ago and elbowed Dave repeatedly..."Look, another pregnant lady! Look how cute her belly is! Look, I'm pregnant too!" The best part is when you and another pregnant lady lock eyes and both burst out into ginormous all-knowing smiles. It's like our own pregnant lady club.
Oh and strollers! I have to stare at each stroller as it passes by these days. I check out the make and model and then I strain my eyes and obnoxiously stare at it looking for the baby nestled deep in the cavern of the carrier. I can't help myself. I'm baby-obsessed!