Things That Go Bump In The Night
Today marks the official day where I had to say so long to one of my favorite items of clothing due to pregnancy. It's a summer dress I can be found wearing in MANY MANY photos. Up until today it was one of those most comfortable things I owned, and because it has an empire waist I thought I'd have it with me for the long haul, but there was one thing I wasn't counting on: boobs. It isn't just the gut that has popped. People, my cup runneth over.
The dress I put on today and then had to promptly put back because I COULDN'T BREATHE in it, is one of those SAFETY garments I own. It's an item I feel good emotionally and physically in. I am running out of these items fairly quickly. The Belly Bands are helping to extend the life of some things, but BARELY. I have a stack of maternity clothes loaned to me by my dear friend Annie, but when I wear them it just isn't...me. There are some gorgeous maternity wear out there, I know, but my household cannot choose to spend that kind of money on something so temporary. So, like so much these days, I make do with what I have.
I guess I'm feeling a bit OUT OF CONTROL when it comes to the bod today. I'd show you a picture, but I am not that brave. I don't feel I have a beautiful, obvious bump like so many ladies out there. My short torso and wide hips make me feel like one BIG LUMP. My mother and aunt both told me that I wouldn't get a big bump because of the fantastic nest our wide hips create. It's fascinating to see how right they are. I just look a bit chubby in the belly and the back. I thought I'd escape body image issues because it is a beautiful thing being pregnant, and I have always thought pregnant ladies were very beautiful, but NEWS FLASH! It's ME being pregnant--not some glorious OTHER lady I hoped would miraculously arrive on the scene with birds putting flowers in her hair and Bambi trailing behind. I've had body issues my entire life--so why the heck not now?
Today I miss my clothes, which is to say, I miss the me that is rapidly changing into something new and different and (more to the point) OUT OF MY CONTROL. As I wrote to a friend yesterday, this whole pregnancy has been a slow avalanche of loss of control. I love the control so much. This is just the beginning of change and if I am having a hard time now I am SO SCREWED when this baby comes.
Well, I guess it's just good to say there are some things that are wonderful about it (have I mentioned the way food TASTES? Oh my goodness!), and some things that I am struggling to grapple with (my front side for starters---FOR STARTERS).
Now if you'll excuse me, the birds have put too many flowers in my hair and Bambi is pooping on the rug.
The dress I put on today and then had to promptly put back because I COULDN'T BREATHE in it, is one of those SAFETY garments I own. It's an item I feel good emotionally and physically in. I am running out of these items fairly quickly. The Belly Bands are helping to extend the life of some things, but BARELY. I have a stack of maternity clothes loaned to me by my dear friend Annie, but when I wear them it just isn't...me. There are some gorgeous maternity wear out there, I know, but my household cannot choose to spend that kind of money on something so temporary. So, like so much these days, I make do with what I have.
I guess I'm feeling a bit OUT OF CONTROL when it comes to the bod today. I'd show you a picture, but I am not that brave. I don't feel I have a beautiful, obvious bump like so many ladies out there. My short torso and wide hips make me feel like one BIG LUMP. My mother and aunt both told me that I wouldn't get a big bump because of the fantastic nest our wide hips create. It's fascinating to see how right they are. I just look a bit chubby in the belly and the back. I thought I'd escape body image issues because it is a beautiful thing being pregnant, and I have always thought pregnant ladies were very beautiful, but NEWS FLASH! It's ME being pregnant--not some glorious OTHER lady I hoped would miraculously arrive on the scene with birds putting flowers in her hair and Bambi trailing behind. I've had body issues my entire life--so why the heck not now?
Today I miss my clothes, which is to say, I miss the me that is rapidly changing into something new and different and (more to the point) OUT OF MY CONTROL. As I wrote to a friend yesterday, this whole pregnancy has been a slow avalanche of loss of control. I love the control so much. This is just the beginning of change and if I am having a hard time now I am SO SCREWED when this baby comes.
Well, I guess it's just good to say there are some things that are wonderful about it (have I mentioned the way food TASTES? Oh my goodness!), and some things that I am struggling to grapple with (my front side for starters---FOR STARTERS).
Now if you'll excuse me, the birds have put too many flowers in my hair and Bambi is pooping on the rug.
posted by Summer Pierre at
12:16 PM
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