Someone is deluding herself

Yesterday I bought a pair of jeans in my pre-pregnancy size at the Banana Republic outlet store because they were such a good deal (everything in the store was 50% off) and so cute. [sigh] I wistfully hung them in my closet last night next to the maternity clothes.

Open letter to pants

Dear maternity jeans,
Could I hate you any more than I do? I submit I could not. You have a very wide, stretchy waistband. How can you not stay up? My belly is big, but aren't you designed to stay up even a little bit?

Please stop sliding down. I'm tired of having a saggy crotch and constantly having to pull you up. It's embarrassing.

Signed,
Hater

A new hat

Sweet LJ couldn't resist picking this hat up for Val while he was at the SEC championship game a few weeks ago. So now Val's wardrobe consists of two hats and a chicken outfit.

Modeled by sock monkey

Chicken suit

Two Thursdays ago after dining out, Sweet LJ and I took advantage of Decatur's Terrific Thursdays, because really, there's nothing more fun than going in cool shops and drinking free wine out of small plastic cups (if you're not pregnant!) LJ picked out this darling outfit for our girl, and we bought a nice Christmas surprise for our niece Georgia at Hoopla. I like how the outfit is subtly Gamecocky.

Girl clothes are so cute!

My neighbor Shawne received some girl clothes from a friend of hers, but she found out recently that she's having a boy. She generously passed on a few girl outfits to me. Sweet LJ likes the flamingo suit, but I love the sack sleeper with the matching hat.

Great deals

I'm down to about 3 shirts that fit comfortably and don't ride up and show my belly and/or back, so I went shopping for some maternity tops. (I'm ok on pants for now.) I found out about a children's consignment shop near my house that also consigns maternity clothes. I got 3 shirts for $23, and then I bought 2 more shirts at Target. They're so comfy. And long. I remember Kerri telling me how she wished regular shirts were as long as maternity shirts, and now I know what she means. They're so tall-girl, long-torso friendly.

Today I had to pin my pants

My pants have a button and a hook. I buttoned up ok, but I couldn't hook the hook without that sausage-in-a-casing feeling. I used a safety pin for extra security. I probably should get a bella band, but none of my shirts are long enough to cover it up. So, maybe I should get some maternity shirts. Or, just wear sweats until my maternity pants fit.

I told Sweet LJ I had to pin my pants, and he commented that Val must be getting fat. Sweet, smart LJ for not saying I'm getting fat.

Pants! Pants! Pants!

I had a mild panic attack one morning last week that I'd wake up one day and none of my work clothes would fit me, and I'd have to wear Sweet LJ's pajama pants to work. So, I went online and ordered 4 pairs of maternity pants.

The pants arrived today, and they're huge (but so comfy). I could probably get away with wearing them now, actually, but they're so baggy in the seat--like I could fit 2 butts in there. They'll probably fit perfectly in about a week at the rate I'm eating cheese and the mini twixes someone left in the office candy dish.