Forget body brushing or at least forget body brushing alone (yes I still believe it helps with overall well-being and keeps my cellulite at bay but I need more!). I’m ballooning and it scary. Still not down to the foetus growing at lightening speed inside me (lime-sized apparently, now that I’m in week ten), but those bloody steroids. Trofolastin is going to be my miracle cure. One can but hope. It’s semi-researched,ordered (sold in Spain, made by Novartis, that well reputed Swiss pharma company and has had good results in some small trials in Germany) and winging its way over from a pharmacy in Mallorca as you read this. I’m sold, at least for now. It’s the best there seem to be out there at the moment. Everything else available to us pregnant expanding creatures makes miracle claims, has loads of cash thrown at marketing but doesn’t seem to come up with the goods. Plus, even if you read independent reviews ( if you can actually find any), they are impossible to rely upon because the woman who used Clarins body oil and claims to have no stretch marks after pregnancy may never have developed them even if she’d slathered Hellmann’s mayonnaise on daily instead of the oil costing twenty times the price. Anyway, of course I’ll let you know how it goes. Continue Reading