Second Trimester HUZZAH

We are officially in the second trimester- according to all of my reading, this promises to be 'the most comfortable part of your pregnancy.' I plan to do my best to take advantage of the increase in energy and (hopefully) fewer aversions to food.

This last week, the baby have been growing ALOT. I have been more tired than usual and feeling more aches, and pulls in my lower abdomen. And of course, my dear sweet husband said "your belly is getting big," with boyish glee in his voice. When I frowned (because I still equate big with fat) he said "No, no- it is a good thing, it is just surprising." No one is more surprised than me! At the end of the day, I find myself poking and stroking my belly with confusion and happiness. It is not THAT big, but it is has pretty much grown out of every non-stretchy pair of pants I own. I wish I could wear my overalls to work, but I think it would be a bit to casual.

But, now that I am in the second trimester- I can SHOP. HURRAY!!! I have been doing a lot of oggling online and I have been very surprised to find that tops for women my size are very hard to find... Cute ones at least. I plan to show off my curves- I think pregnant bodies are beautiful. I do not want to hide my pregnancy in a pastel tent or a boxy plaid button down. Give me jewel tones, long or 3/4 sleeves, simple elegant details, and a little stretch. These will take me a long way.

I seriously wonder about the women's clothing industry. Once again, I want to look into making my own clothes or starting a clothing line for women size 12 and up. I do not feel like I should be forced to dress like a social pariah just because I carry more weight. I still have proportion and beautiful curves. I think women my size (and up) would feel more like part of society if they were allowed to dress more flatteringly. But then again- what would the diet industry do if we all of a sudded stopped worrying about the number on the scale and started appreciating ourselves as we are?

I better stop right there before I lose my balance and fall off of my soap box-

Anyway- baby is growing, mamma is getting bigger, and daddy is LOVING it.