a funny thing about clothes
as swimsuit season approaches, i reflect a bit.
seems to be theme of posts lately.... it will pass.
it was three summers ago - that was the last time i was a consistent size for more than a day. it was a year ago that i found out i was pregnant with baby number 2 and again lost my body. just as i felt i had regained it, it was gone. i'm not feeling negative about this; i am just reflecting on the changes that my body has gone through over the last three years. i also marvel over the changes; the miracle of life; the struggles with weight... which leads to clothes.
i don't have any. this, of course, is not really true....and yet it feels very much true. unlike living in other parts of the country, we really do change out seasons. move the previous season down into the basement not to be seen again for five or six months when we change out the season again. it is kind of fun when i seems like getting a new wardrobe that is really yours every couple of months....cheaper than shopping! this leads to only small problems when you have no idea what size you really are. this is where i find myself these days. i have clothes from three years ago that fit now....i have clothes from three years ago that don't fit. i have maternity clothes that i still wear (tee-shirts)....i have moved out of my "post-prego" pants and handed them to my sister-in-law who had a baby two months ago. i have tee shirts that i should never wear again, shirts i want to wear but can't while nursing, shirts that fit but are too short, some that are too long and highlight the muffin top..... and i'm not even going to get started on pants......
but thank you to some ladies last night over wine & chocolate - i have found a pair of jeans that work.... they were hand me downs and i was nervous about wearing them because they fit..... and lord knows i am not sure i remember what that is suppose to look like. but i got assurance that they fit and look good..... i needed that!
seems to be theme of posts lately.... it will pass.
it was three summers ago - that was the last time i was a consistent size for more than a day. it was a year ago that i found out i was pregnant with baby number 2 and again lost my body. just as i felt i had regained it, it was gone. i'm not feeling negative about this; i am just reflecting on the changes that my body has gone through over the last three years. i also marvel over the changes; the miracle of life; the struggles with weight... which leads to clothes.
i don't have any. this, of course, is not really true....and yet it feels very much true. unlike living in other parts of the country, we really do change out seasons. move the previous season down into the basement not to be seen again for five or six months when we change out the season again. it is kind of fun when i seems like getting a new wardrobe that is really yours every couple of months....cheaper than shopping! this leads to only small problems when you have no idea what size you really are. this is where i find myself these days. i have clothes from three years ago that fit now....i have clothes from three years ago that don't fit. i have maternity clothes that i still wear (tee-shirts)....i have moved out of my "post-prego" pants and handed them to my sister-in-law who had a baby two months ago. i have tee shirts that i should never wear again, shirts i want to wear but can't while nursing, shirts that fit but are too short, some that are too long and highlight the muffin top..... and i'm not even going to get started on pants......
but thank you to some ladies last night over wine & chocolate - i have found a pair of jeans that work.... they were hand me downs and i was nervous about wearing them because they fit..... and lord knows i am not sure i remember what that is suppose to look like. but i got assurance that they fit and look good..... i needed that!
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