I dreamed of being pregnant WAY before I actually was pregnant. And even before Woody and I were trying I was drawn towards the pregnancy articles. (like a bug to a light.. like a bug to a light) I especially loved the "dressing the bump" articles. "aw sweet!" I would think... "I can be cute and pregnant". I was totally prepared and ready to Dress. My. Bump! BUT, where on earth are all of the articles on dressing the chub?? You know the belly you have BEFORE the bump? Where people look at you and think.... is your belly getting bigger? Or....
No matter our size we all buy clothes that fit us. And, no matter our size, there is a point in pregnancy where those clothes no longer fit. Wait.. you mean to tell me these pair of pants that I have had since 8th grade (ya, I'm that out of style) aren't going to work any more??!! WHHHAAATTT It's rather unfortunate that this time has come for me.
Getting dressed in the morning now takes me twice as long as it used to. Even when something still 'fits' it no longer looks the same, and there are some things that just don't work with the little 'extra' (in more areas than one) that I have.
I have only had a few items that are now located in the... "after pregnancy, way after pregnancy, and maybe not ever again" pile. Today, however, after an eventful day, I had to add a pair of pants.
So this morning, I'm doing my morning ritual of trying things on, taking them off and tossing them on the floor, trying something else on, take it off.. tossing on the floor... When I decided on a pair of work pants that are my "nothing is working" go to pants.
When I put them on I noticed that they were a little tight around the waist but, I'm tough! I can handle this! And I'm not even that big yet... So they stayed on.
Unfortunately, not my best decision. My belly grows continually throughout the day (can't be too surprised since I eat 24/7) and soon my "kind of tight" pants turned into my "get these off of me now!" pants. There were some repercussions, such as, the tripling of the already too often need to use the bathroom, and a sick feeling that comes now when my belly is constricted. I quite honestly thought of changing into my sweat pants that I had brought to do yoga in that afternoon.. Thankfully I am not THAT crazy yet. (I have however, undone my belt at a family gathering because it became too tight, that's legal when you're pregnant right??)
Baby P was not loving the tight pants today either. Whenever I would sit down (And the pants got a little tighter) I felt a whole lot of movement from the babe. He/she was saying "hello mom!! You are squishing me!! Get off get off get off!"(they get their bossiness from their dad) Sorry Baby P.. you had to be squished.
SO with a little bit of scorn (because of they pain they caused me) the pants are now in my ever growing pile. And I am planning on getting me some pregnancy pants with an elastic waist. Done and Done.