Sigh, well 38 weeks and I finally got them, sorry JHo. Luckily they aren't too bad, and are on my lower belly, so I can't see them unless I lift up my stomach and look in the mirror, but that HURTS to do. I think if they were on the top of my belly I'd just stare at them and cry. Yes, I know tons of women get them, and they're natural and so not the end of the world, but yes, I am vain.

I'm thinking about having DH take a picture of them later...so in 15-16 years when McBebe starts screaming that s/he hates me, I can wave the picture in their face and tell him/her that too bad, I love them enough to let them do this to my body.

Except then I'll have a picture of my stretch marks, which doesn't exactly thrill me...