the oily bean

bio oil

In the eternal fight against stretch marks I have been religiously rubbing my tum down with the absolutely magical Bio Oil (my absolute favourite).

In the past I have been far too lazy to try and prevent the odd stretch mark and have simply worn my tiger stripes with pride. However, after seeing some absolutely shocking pictures of pregnancy stripes from hell I have certainly been scared straight. For me, its Bio Oil alllllll the way.

Apparently, Bean agrees! Whenever bedtime rolls around and I begin buffing my baby bump little Bean likes to have a little dance. The first time this happened I wasn’t sure if I was imagining things (or truth be told I thought my fat was just doing a little Mexican wave in celebration, eeeek).

In excitement I took my trusty oil over to Hayley’s place and we laid there on her couch, my belly out, all pale and shiny . . . This would have been an interesting explanation should anyone have walked in, haha.

Sure enough, little Bean did a dance for Aunty Hayley ๐Ÿ™‚

Now I can’t visit anyone without walking in to see a bottle of Bio Oil on the coffee table . . . ย at least I will be stretch mark free ๐Ÿ˜‰

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