tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7693979.post-71748456465620727402007-06-05T16:48:00.000-04:002007-06-05T16:48:00.000-04:002007-06-05T16:48:00.000-04:00Your post, and Mignon's comment brings up a lot of feelings for me too, for very different reasons. <BR/><BR/>I'm ashamed that I was so happy not to have gotten stretch marks. I feel incredibly guilty that for the last two months of my pregnancy, I was ecstatic and smug that I hadn't gotten any stretch marks when it turns out the reason I didn't have any was that my placenta had degraded and the baby wasn't growing. <BR/>When I look at my stomach in the mirror, I'm embarassed that I cared so much about something so trivial when my baby was in jeopardy, even though I had no way of knowing it and it wasn't because of anything I did. <BR/>I could never post my photo at SoaM, for totally different reasons than you.TBhttp://soulgardening.typepad.com/noreply@blogger.com