There was a time, maybe 5 months ago, when I thought I should return some maternity clothes that I got in the mail because there was no way I'd ever be big enough to fit in them. By the beginning of this month, I realized I was sorely mistaken. Now some of those same articles are actually too SMALL. Youch.
There was another incident more recently when I went to Target and decided to *indulge* in some new undergarments. We're not talking anything fancy or sensual here-- strictly utilitarian. There's a lot of stuff that nobody tells you about pregnancy, including that you'll probably not want to wear any of your previous lacy/ruffled/skimpy or attractive knickers after the second trimester for a variety of reasons. I chose spring-like hues and tossed them in my cart.
When I got home and pulled the size 8(!) underwear out of the pouch I had a similar thought that I did with the maternity clothes: NO WAY. What was I going to do with them? They were ginormous. I figured I couldn't return the Sumo panties but they were only $6 so no major loss. I tucked them away in my closet and tried not to think about them.
Yesterday it was over 30C/100F here. Even when I avoided the oven-like heat outside, I was hot. By evening, I learned that I am (was?) living in denial about my bloomer situation. I had thought I'd be ok in some pre-pregnancy panties for the day. I couldn't have been more wrong. I had a very raw and very chafed inner thigh from the elastic on my cute cotton undies. I had that long-run leg chafing feeling without the satisfaction of having just been on a long run. I hobbled around like a cowboy after a day-long cattle wrangling until it was time for bed and then I hoped that the cycling butter balm I had would rapidly heal my raw bits.
I awoke feeling much better but I don't think I'll be trying to squeeze into my old knicks any time soon. I have learned my lesson. I dug out the "XL" sherbet pink panties this morning and I put them on. They fit. I didn't shed a tear, but I'm really hoping that in the next 6-8 weeks I'll be putting them back into their hiding place in a dark corner of my closet.
as i recall from my youth, you loved to play dress up. now, perhaps you aren't totally loving the bod these days, BUT you kinda have no choice, right? so embrace it! don the giant panties! buy some pretty maternity clothes!(that may be shamless self interest as I love your hand-me-downs) be your belly! might as well look good, even while haning out eating ice cream! love you :)
ReplyDeleteDon't you worry... your time will come and you'll be weeping over your big girl panties some day!
ReplyDeleteThere is something to be said for Granny panties--get yourself a few more for the Last Days--then when it's all over, you can use them as dust cloths and laugh! Go for watermelon pink
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Nonna