What the hell has happened to my clothes?
I so don't know what to wear anymore. On nice days, one of my hippy tiered skirts does the trick. On not so nice days, my maternity capris definitely do the trick, or the purposefully big camel coloured stretch pants work, but what do I wear on top now??
I can't say that I have gi-normous swelling breasts, but my shirts are definitely tight around the bump in the middle. So, they no longer look right, even if the fit isn't that uncomfortable. I am glad I am only looking at 4 more weeks of work because I recall a friend saying of her maternity clothes (of which I am currently borrowing and loving) was that by the end of her maternity stint, she was just done with them. I can now see the truth in that!!! I don't really have a lot of nice t-shirts that are longer and flattering, and some mornings I sit on the edge of the bed, a bit envious of Ken and his uniform, and ponder what the (*&&@ should I wear today?!!
Then there is the flipside to this, being a wee big thrifty I don't want to spend big money on more clothes that are truly short term... I can make do, mostly, except for those moments you just don't have a clue what to wear and stand there with that silly grin on your face. I should also fess up, this isn't a new phenom. I am not a person to plan their clothes out the night before. Every morning is a crapshoot when it comes to "what to wear today" pregnant or not so this is really just a bit of whinging on my part. But the first statement still bears truth, when your body is redefining itself all the time, so does it's covering.