I have popped! My stretch marks confirm this.

I'm somewhat embarrassed. When I lifted up my shirt to check out Natalie this morning, I saw the smattering of stretch marks she left me through the night. My stomach had this awful stretching and pulling thing going on all through the day and I had a hard time sleeping, and now I see why! Time to slather on more cocoa butter. Man, I thought I was going to be one of the lucky ones in this area. I just need to get a grip on them before they turn bright red and purple! Ah, not that I could ever get away with a bikini... but I don't suppose I really can now... hehe! At first I thought they were indentions left from the sheets, but now I see they aren't going away. Oh, to have elastic-y skin...