This morning...I was 10 min. late to work.
For those of you who know me...you know that isn't necessarily uncommon -punctuality is not a strength of mine, (I blame my dad) but Chad has made it his mission in life to make it one. So I really have been doing much better, thanks to him, and I haven't been that late for quite some time. But this morning...this morning I couldn't find a thing that fit!
Up until now, I have been able to pull off wearing all my regular clothes. Using the hair tie method on the pants button, I haven't had to buy any maternity pants. But today...today even my hair ties seem to be stretched to capacity.
I have only 4 actual maternity shirts but this morning -being Friday morning- the 5
th day of the week...they are all in the wash and I was S.O.L.
Garments are becoming ever more annoying due to the fact that my swollen midsection pushes my garment bottoms down, and my garment tops up, leaving me with an exposed belly button. ...Charming, I can know be compared to my 2 year old nephew after his dad puts him in pj's that are 2 sizes too small for him, only difference is...his belly is considered adorable when it pokes out.
Let's not even get started on my
dilemma's concerning my upper body support systems being incapable to keep up with the seemingly never-ending growth spurts taking place there!
::sigh::
Yesterday, I spent a large sum on
Stewie and his wardrobe (a first), of which he won't even be using for MONTHS. In hindsight...that money may have been better spent on MY wardrobe. It's time to break down and go shopping. Live and learn, right?