“So will you love me, even when I get stretch marks?”
“I already love you, even with your flat nose. And your flat butt. Stretch marks aren’t going to make any difference.”
“Thanks, hun. Go away now.”
P.S.: Got a bagful of stretch mark samples from ShelfEelf that she had been steadily collecting since day dot. I feel rather honoured that she’d decided to bestow them all on me. And even as I’m mostly convinced that the stuff doesn’t work anyway, it’s still nice to hand a sample to Tony and order him to rub my belly.
Cocoa butter. Mmmmm…
I come from a much smaller island-city-state-country called Singapore. I’ve been setting down roots in Australia since 2003. I love both countries immensely.
In 1986, I became a writer.
In 2002, a blogger.
In 2004, a wife.
In 2011, a mother.
Somewhere in amongst all that, I did event and conference management, public relations, marketing, and online communications for over a decade. I’m currently a freelance web manager for a modern dance school, a part-time Communications and Marketing Manager, a part-time writer, and a part-time stay-at-home mother. I don’t sleep much.