I was lying on the couch watching tv earlier when I noticed a very wrinkled area appearing on the inner thighs of my legs (I tend to lie with my legs up against the head rest area). I squinted for a moment, thought it was probably shadows cast by the light but turns out it was my skin and not any play of light – with an orange peeled layer no doubt.

I hop up, lamented to the husband about the new discovery (guess what, he said I had it all along, but probably it got more obvious now. Grr) and told them that perhaps it was time I started diligently applying my stretch mark creams not only once a day, but twice and included the thigh & butt area. Who was I kidding for the past few weeks really, in denial that I may just happen to have really good skin & genes and only needed to apply around the belly area. Obviously it needed to take me seeing my cellulite on both thighs causing such a ripple (pun intended) to make it a wake up call that I couldn’t be lazy. Not that I’m complaining about the pregnant. I’m grateful even, to be earning stretch mark ‘stripes’ as part of the whole motherhood package.

So looks like I’d be using more of this good stuff which mom graciously bought me weeks ago. No more skimming on the lotion. Slap it on and rub it in!