I know it's the start of Football Season and all, but starting out my third trimester with the babe and nearing the end of a way cool bonding experience with our child, I am finding so many similiarities between pregnancy and baseball... There are 9 innings, things are pretty slow the first half of the game, but pick up towards the end of the game. The one part that totally sticks out in my head is called the 7th inning stretch.

The 7th inning stretch takes place in between the halves of the seventh inning of any game. It's a time in the game where you get up stretch, talk, get more snacks, what have you. Well.... I'n my pregnancy I am at the top of the 7th inning and the stretch came early.... Stretch Marks have taken over my lower abdomen and they are here to stay!!! It won't end before the bottom of the 7th, but will be with me for eternity!!! Oh how they have plagued my stomach for life.. haha... But worth it.. I guess. haha.. I thought I was so in the clear of stretch marks, boy was I wrong... I didn't scratch or anything... I don't have stretchy skin... oh well. I am still debating whether this is picture worthy or not.. I mean, with pregnancy, there is the good, the bad, and the ugly... more on the ugly side... but we'll see if I'm compelled to share. And it's totally weird. I got to bed and do my normal examination and I wake up and there are more!!! And I"m using an oil rub... like I said, the good, the bad, and the ugly.