Air dried wavy afro-like extensions (I love having extensions), hot pink pullover Billabong hoody which doesn't cover my expanding belly at all, a green t-shirt hanging out the bottom, aqua blue and gray sweats, pink socks and black fuzzy slippers.
Plead: Guilty.
I wore the above confession to a grocery store. I should be on the fashion FINED list. Those who know me, know that I would never go out in public looking like that--not even over my own (or another) dead body! However, a sinus/chest cold has possessed me and my lack of consideration and desire to dress for the human world.
The following morning, I was looking quite ragged and homeless. I spent some time primping and giving myself a slight makeover. Now having purdy straight silky hair and makeup... I attempted to put on a t-shirt real quick before going to the chiro....to my surprise, the t-shirt which I wore for a minute the day before....would not stretch over my overnight-expanding belly!
As I was telling my cousin this story, she found it quite hilarious. Her sweet fiance says "She doesn't strike me as the white trash type." To which she responded, "She's not!..." LOL
Why is this a big deal? Well, you see before this pregnancy I was confident in my weight and size... and buying clothes that I won't wear again for 5+ years was not on my priority list. Not only that.... I was still comfortable in my normal clothes. Well, it was time to make the transition at 19 weeks pregnant- woot! (I'm happy I made it nearly half way!). My mother-in-law is so so happy that I'm dressing like an expecting mother. In her words "It's about time!"
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