Pregnancy & Skin

My mom has them. My grandmother had them. I had already made my peace with being next.

But nobody in my family ever actually tried to stop it. Here is what I found when I finally asked why.

The day I found out I was pregnant, my mom was the first person I called. Best phone call of my life.

And once the crying and the hugging were done and it actually settled in, she went into full mom mode, the way she does. Take your folic acid. Don't sleep on your back. Here's what saved me with the morning sickness. And buried in that whole flood of advice, almost as a throwaway, this:

"Oh, and don't bother with the stretch mark creams, sweetheart. We all get them, it's in our blood. Save your money."

She said it like she was doing me a favor. And honestly, at the time, it barely registered. It was just one more thing on the list. I believed her without even thinking about it, because why wouldn't I. She has them. Her mom had them. I'd seen them my whole life, the silver lines on her stomach she stopped hiding once we were old enough not to ask about them.

So I made my peace with it early. I told myself I wasn't going to be one of those women crying over her body in the mirror. It's genetic. It's coming. I'd be fine with it.

But here's the truth. I wasn't fine with it. I just got good at hiding that I wasn't.

I have never liked my stomach. It's the first thing I check in every photo. It's the part I turn away from the camera. And I'd catch myself in the shower with my hand on the smooth skin under my belly button, almost like I was saying goodbye to it early. I told everyone I didn't care what my body looked like after. The truth is I cared so much I'd stopped letting myself look.

So "I'd be fine with it" was a lie. I'd just given up before I even started.

The night I stopped accepting it

I was about 16 weeks. Lying in bed, hand on my belly, not even thinking about marks. And this small, stubborn thought showed up out of nowhere.

What if Mom was wrong?

Not wrong that it runs in families. She's right about that, you can look it up, there's a real genetic piece to who gets them. But wrong about the second half. The "nothing works, don't bother" half. Where did that part actually come from? Had anyone in my family ever actually tried something that reached the problem? Or had we all just heard "it's genetic," given up, and never once checked if it was true?

I couldn't sleep after that. Because I realized I had accepted a life sentence based on the word of women who loved me but had never once tested it. They didn't fail to prevent their marks. They never tried. They gave up on day one, same as I had, and handed it down to me like it was good advice.

I was furious. Not at my mom. At the idea. The lazy little phrase that had quietly talked three generations of us out of even attempting.

So I went looking for the part nobody in my family ever questioned

And the science is honestly kind of infuriating once you see it, because the "genetic" part and the "nothing works" part are two completely different things that got glued together into one excuse.

Yes, genes affect how prone your skin is. But stretch marks themselves form deeper down, where the skin tears when it gets stretched too fast. The reason the creams my mom warned me about don't work isn't that the problem is unbeatable. It's that every one of those creams just sits on the surface. They never reach the layer where it's actually happening.

So "it's genetic, nothing works" was never one fact. It was two things stuck together. One that's true, your genes matter. And one that's just lazy, so don't even try. Stick them together and you get a sentence that shuts the whole thing down. And that's exactly what kept every woman in my family from ever finding the part she could have done something about.

Your genes can make marks more likely. They don't make them certain. How your skin handles the stretch, whether it's soft enough to stretch instead of split, that part was never in my blood. It just never got tried.

What my family never had

The thing I found wasn't in any cream my mom would've bought. It's built on a plant called Centella Asiatica. Tiger grass. A whole world of Korean skincare is built on this one plant, and has been for generations. There's a reason their skin holds up the way it does. Why do you think their models are still booking work at 40 looking closer to 20? They cracked something about keeping skin soft and stretchy that never made it near the aisle my mom told me to skip.

And it wasn't a thick butter sitting on top doing nothing. It was a thin serum that actually sinks in toward the deeper layer. The right thing, finally aimed at the right place. The exact combination no woman in my family had ever had in her hands when she "tried and failed," because none of them ever actually had.

I started at 16 weeks. Here's the honest part

I'm not going to tell you my genes magically switched off. That's the kind of promise that should make you close the tab.

What I'll tell you is what happened. It sank in with no greasy mess. The itch and the tight pulling feeling eased off within a few days. And the marks I'd been raised to expect, the silver lines I'd been promised my whole life, mostly never came. A couple faint lines started and settled back down. I finished my pregnancy with the smooth belly three generations of women in my family were told was impossible for us.

I called my mom and told her. There was a long pause. Then she said, quiet, "I wish I'd known that was even a question I could ask."

If someone told you the same thing my mom told me

They weren't lying to you. They were passing down the only thing they knew, the same thing it was passed to them. The marks really do run in families. That part is true and I won't pretend otherwise.

But "nothing works, don't bother" is not genetics. It's surrender, handed down so many times it started to sound like fact. And the honest limit is real too, nothing erases marks that have already set in, and anyone who swears it does is lying to you. But the marks still coming, while your skin is doing its fastest stretching? That was never decided by your blood. That's the part your mom never got to find out was hers to fight for.

And if you're as done with empty promises as I was, here's why I trusted this one enough to try it. It's clean, no retinoids, nothing harsh, which mattered to me with a baby on board. Every single ingredient is right there on the page, so you're not taking my word or theirs. And if it does nothing for you, you've got 90 days to send it back for a full refund, and you don't even have to mail the bottle. I had nothing to lose by trying. Neither do you.

I think about my grandmother sometimes. How she just accepted it. How nobody ever told her there was a question worth asking. I got to ask it. You get to ask it now too.

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Sofia Marsh grew up certain that stretch marks were simply her family's inheritance. She wrote this after the late-night question that changed her mind.

This is an advertorial. The author shares a personal experience; individual results vary. Lanarie Bare Belly Serum supports skin as it stretches and is not intended to remove existing stretch marks.