Stretch Marks and Cankles

The only reason I am willing to post this picture is because most of you know that I don't usually look like such a gelatinous blob or carry around this much facial blubber. Please peep the size of my beehonkus! Anyway, it blows my mind to see myself this way so I feel like you all will get a good laugh out of it also. Wow!



So, after taking myself off bedrest last Thursday, I re-instated the bedrest on Friday. I was in so much pain it was ridiculous after doing all that shopping around. It's like when you run a mile and you are feeling okay the rest of the day but by the next morning, you are too sore to move around without the aid of a walker. Plus, I started having very strong contractions which scared me and I would rather just tough it out for a couple more days to be able to deliver here rather than Charleston. Also, I'm sure the bedbugs were suicidal without me.

This past Sunday brought around the introduction of some stretch marks and some big ol' cankles! I have been throwing a mini pity-party because of the stretch marks ever since. I thought I wasn't going to have to deal with them, but low and behold, these kids have not only given me the gift of hemorroids but skanky red stretch marks too. The cankles I can handle, although they are challenging the width of my neck... but I am blaming those on water retention and they are probably not permanent either. Pew!