whenever i look at myself in the mirror, i get depressed. i am overweight. my face is all dark and pimply. my stretch marks are just hideous. they're all over my stomach, running down to my thighs.

but i look at my child...



and see how beautiful she is...



everything is back to being all right. my stretchmarks would fade, i would lose my pregnancy weight. i just need to be patient. but if they don't then it's ok. there's always cosmetic surgery. haha!

i have a beautiful child. and that's all that matters for now.

does motherhood become me? ahahhaah. i don't know. i don't think so... what i do know is that i am at peace when i have my baby in my arms...