Day 17:Stretch Marks
I know this doesn't seem like something to be thankful for. And I'm not really thankful...I just accept them. They are my battle scars from birthing my girl. And everyone knows...scars are way cool!
External beauty fades. Not one person can keep their body from sagging, wrinkling, and aging. But...is there anything wrong with that? I don't think so. I will never have the body I did in high school. Who cares? I don't. I have a husband who loves and adores me. I have Adelyn.
I would much rather have Adelyn and stretch marks...than no Adelyn and a flawless belly.
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