So today I let my mother come over and visit my daughter, when she was leaving my shirt road up a bit in the front and you could see my 3 day postpartum belly with stretch marks peaking out. Her being the kind hearted woman she is, (can you sense the sarcasm?) decided she would make a snide remark about them. I was dumbfounded. I've never been so proud of my body in my entire life. I love each and everyone of them. They were all a part of the process I had to go through to bring my daughter into this world. And I think that's beautiful.