I surrender

So, basically a week after I posted about still wearing my "small fat pants" I had to give in and go maternity clothes shopping. It's not that I couldn't have probably made them work for another month and I will probably wear them on occasion around the house because well, they are baggy and comfy. But they aren't flattering, there were only 2 pairs that fit and 3 shirts. That kinda leaves a girl with a really limited wardrobe. After spending that week feeling frumpy, lousy and ugly I decided that my self-esteem and this pregnancy deserve better. I still in fact at almost 5.5 months have not gained what I did with Bethany and I'm proud of that. I also am slowly coming to the realization that I can't be pregnant and not gain something. I lost it once before and I'll do it again, so for now I'm embracing the belly....kinda :)



You know what I discovered all over again?



Maternity clothes are great! They are comfortable, generally cut to be flattering and definitely make me look like I'm a little pregnant not just packing on winter fat.



Know what else?



They are stupid expensive! Good thing the in styles right now are longer shirts, because I can avoid paying $49 for a t-shirt by shopping in regular people stores. Not that pregos aren't regular but you know what I mean.



Thanks to my PartyLite business and a very lovely gift from Mom and Dad, I am on my way to having a more work and life appropriate selection of clothes. Now I can feel sorta hawt again for my husband. You know in that chubby bunny kinda way.



See for yourself, below I am "modeling"* one of my new outfits - 21 weeks and 2 days pregnant.

Please excuse the poor quality of the shot...another camera malfunction. Auto is supposed to be better right? Wrong.

In other news, Bethany is finally starting to understand that there is a baby hiding in my belly. Up until this past week when anyone asked her if there was a baby in my tummy she'd say "No Way!". And look at them as if they had just sprouted a third eye. But the last few days she's been saying, "Sister" as in Big Sister, because we keep telling her that she's going to be a big sister when her baby arrives.

And then today she walks over to me, lifts my shirt, points to my tummy and says, "Baby". And then gives me a big hug and says, "Huggg, Bay-Bee, awwww" Aww is right!

She also decided tonight at colouring time after supper that she'd put on some "make-up". And proceeded to colour her chin green. Funny? Yes. All the rage in Paris? Probably not. Going to happen again? Who knows, she's quirky like that.

"Cheese"! Notice how it's drawn just below her natural lip line.

Mommy: "Bethany, who coloured on your chin?"

Bethany: "Sarah"

(Sarah is her doll/best buddy)

"She's not really mad Sarah, she knows we're cute!"

* I'm using the term "modeling" in a very loose fashion. Just like Paris Hilton uses the term "singing" losely.