Don't Hate Me Because I'm Beautiful
It's true. I am beautiful. It's a curse. But please don't hate me. Do you promise? Ok. I have zero stretch mark on my belly. I really don't. I do, however, have them on my thighs and chest. Nursing causes you have an instant boob job. I was always amazed at just how ginormous they got. But the end result is...stretched beyond capacity. I haven't had any plastic surgery. I know it is so hard to believe. I am six feet tall. Please don't hate me. I have to wear a 10W shoe! Practically impossible to find. I once weighed 123. Once. I was too skinny. I weigh more than that now. Much more. I don't want or need to weigh that again. Ever. When I weighed 123, I was a size 5. I'm not a size 5 anymore. And I am okay with that. I am heading into a 14. Much more realistic. Thank you for not hating me....you don't hate me right? Whew!...