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Maternity Bras, Exercise and Other Such Fun

I broke down today and shopped for some maternity clothes. I have 3 very thoughtful friends who lent me lots of excellent maternity clothes which I love. There were just a couple of other items I needed to complete the wardrobe- mainly winter clothes. Aaron and I have vowed to not buy anything baby related until much farther in, so I felt like this was jinxing us. But when nothing fit for work this morning, I knew it was time. I can't exactly let my belly hang out of my shirts. And my pants are struggling to stay buttoned and zipped.

So, off I went. I find it hilarious that pregnant women no longer have actual pant sizes, you are now just classified as S/M/L/XL. Things were going well until I stumbled across the maternity bras. WTF???? What in God's green earth is that section about? I became overwhelmed, hyperventilated, got dizzy and quickly found my way out of there.

I did come out of the experience with a great pair of black pants and a cute new shirt.

Tonight, I went back to the gym. I finally feel like I can scrap myself off the couch long enough to go. And I really enjoyed it. I walked on the treadmill and then went to a toning class that I used to go to. Everyone was super excited to see me and told me how cute I looked. So, I left feeling like a million bucks.

I'll end with a funny story. We told my in-laws this past weekend that we're pregnant. It was my mother-in-law's b-day and we were at a restaurant. Of course, she was thrilled (first grandbaby on both our sides) and when she got up to go to the restroom, she decided to tell someone about it.

Unfortunately, she chooses the lady at the table next to ours who is holding a baby. She turns to her and says, "oh, you're a grandma too. I just found out I'm going to be a grandma!"

The women replies, "actually, I'm the mother."

Not a good mistake to make. Lesson learned.

Comments

  1. I had such a hard time finding maternity clothes that fit! Try Target... they have "real" sizes and their clothes are better quality than some of the maternity stores. Plus, they aren't too expensive!

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  2. Its hard to find anything that fits until your 8 months pregnant and you have the huge bump to fill it all in.

    I was like you, I wouldn't buy anything baby at all until we were past a certain point. Our point was the first tri-mester and once we passed that point I started to buy like crazy.
    Enjoy these moments. They pass too quick.

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