I was trying to hold off until 16 weeks. Don’t ask me why—it was just a random number I had in my head. But I finally gave in at 14.5 weeks. I blew the dust off of my “maternity clothes” box in the basement, and cracked it open.
It’s not that my pants won’t button up anymore. Okay, I confess, only my two pairs of “fat jeans” will button. The main problem is that the top button digs into my abdomen when I sit down and it becomes painful. After enduring a week of discomfort, I decided to give in and pull out the maternity pants.
The main reason I wanted to wait is because I know I’ll eventually become sick of wearing these clothes—to the point where I want to burn them ALL.
Here is a picture of me with Baby No. 2, whom Meredith already likes to kiss.
It’s not that my pants won’t button up anymore. Okay, I confess, only my two pairs of “fat jeans” will button. The main problem is that the top button digs into my abdomen when I sit down and it becomes painful. After enduring a week of discomfort, I decided to give in and pull out the maternity pants.
The main reason I wanted to wait is because I know I’ll eventually become sick of wearing these clothes—to the point where I want to burn them ALL.
Here is a picture of me with Baby No. 2, whom Meredith already likes to kiss.
5 comments:
love the juice stain on your sleeve. ;-)
i remember that discomfort but i must say, you don't at all look like you've reached that point - you're so thin!!
Awesome photo! Hope we can see more of these as you grow bigger :) You look GREAT! The Halls
Awww! You're adorable!
You look great! :)
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