Look, no cream is a magic eraser. Your stretch marks might fade to silver, or they might stay a little pink. Some women don’t get any, and some get a whole lot—and neither outcome says anything about your worth as a mom. The best cream is the one you’ll actually use consistently, rain or shine, at 3 AM when you can’t sleep because the baby is doing gymnastics.
So go ahead, buy the nice-smelling lotion, rub it on your growing belly, and laugh at the little lines. They’re not flaws—they’re the stretch marks of a story that’s just beginning. And if they still bother you a year from now? Laser therapy exists. But for now, just grab a tube and enjoy the weird, wild ride that is growing a human. You’ve got this.
