Oh Sweet Relief- Maternity Pants

Last night, I had the great pleasure of "shopping" at my friend Reba's house for clothing. Not only was it FANTASTIC to spend time with a fellow pregnant person, but I came home with 3 pairs of overalls to wear around the house, and one pair of maternity pants with room to grow.

I have been trying not to wear maternity clothes because a) I hear that you get sick of them and you will not want to wear them by the end and b) I feel like I am not far enough along to be "allowed" to wear maternity clothes.

Who makes up these rules anyways? I think they are in my imagination. I have been comparing my experience to that of people around me... Most commonly my sister-in-law (Lara), one of my coworkers (Krista), and Reba. Both Lara and Krista did not really get into maternity clothing until they were around 4 months. Yet, here I am, a mere 13 weeks along and I am clammoring for something with an elastic waist. I cannot easily "hide" the fact that I am pregnant.

Well, in thinking about their bodies as opposed to mine- Lara and Krista both have long torsos and fairly athletic builds... I however, have a short torso and a more curvaceous build and apparently there is not as much room in my belly for my organs to move around... Where as they might be able to fit a Christmas Ham in their stomachs and appear fairly normal, I am carrying a passenger the size of a can of tuna and I feel like I look 5 months along. (I may be exaggerating a little bit here... Not something I do often- HA!)

Anyhow, this all boils down to me getting over myself and doing what is right for me. I get so caught up in what everyone else has experienced that I ignore the signals my body is telling me. So, if my pants are cutting off the circulation to my feet and I feel like I am busting out of every button down shirt I own, I need to honor those feelings instead of saying "oh, it is too early."

So this morning, I am proudly wearing maternity jeans. I feel like an empowered pregnant woman... Which is the exact opposite of yesterday's "out of control fat lady."

OH Maternity Pants- How I love you.