We went to the mall today so that I could buy a couple of maternity shirts. My pants still fit, but my shirts were getting way too tight and I couldn’t take it anymore! I bought a couple of simple tanks and two sleeveless shirts that can be worn out in public. I looked at the pants, but can’t bring myself to buy a pair yet since I can still fit into mine. I am considering buying a Bella Band so that I can wear my pants even longer. Since I’m not gaining a lot of weight (yet) I think this would be the best option.
I had a hard time standing in the dressing room trying on the shirts today and I feel so incredibly stupid and selfish now. Understand that I am ecstatic to be pregnant, since it’s so hard for me to conceive. When my husband was in Iraq I lost almost sixty pounds, I felt better about myself than I had in years. So, as I watch the scale (only once a week now instead of daily) slowly creep, I get anxious. As I stood in the dressing room with a maternity shirt on and turned sideways I started to cry. Hubby said he liked the shirt and all I could say, with tears streaming down my face was, “I am so fat.” He of course assured me I was not and that it’s all baby, which I know is true. I’m not a vain person, but in that dressing room today, well, it was hard. I realize that this sounds vain, selfish, and really stupid, but in my defense today has been a very emotional day. My hormones seem to be in overdrive! Maybe today was not the best day for clothes shopping!
Maternity Shirts
July 5, 2008 at 8:08 pm (Pregnancy)
Fireworks
July 5, 2008 at 7:35 pm (Monkey)
We took Monkey to the fireworks display last night. We hoped it would go better than it did when we took her when she was eighteen months old, she cried the whole time.
We parked across the street and sat on the tailgate. We had to wake her up, but she wasn’t crabby, she was excited. The fireworks started and her mouth was wide open. She said “Fireworks show, they are so pretty” and “They are beautiful.” She told us what color the fireworks were and clapped her hands. When it was over she didn’t want to leave and of course she fell asleep on the way home. She woke up at three this morning to go potty and said “The fireworks were so pretty at the fireworks show.” She had to call my mom this morning and tell her all about it, fortunately for my mom she waited until about nine her time! I don’t think she would have appreciated us calling at three am!
I did worry a little about hubby who was a bit jumpy during the initial booms, I mean he’s only been back from Iraq seven months! All in all we had a good time. It’s so much fun to watch Monkey enjoy things and watch her form these early memories. I only regret not taking my camera to capture the look on her face and the beauty of the display. Oh well..
