seriously.
With the exception of my pregnancies and the immediate postpartum weeks, I have worn the same size ever since I stopped shopping in the junior department at Lazarus circa 2000.........until I discovered pilates and Weight Watchers. (Well, and breastfeeding. Haha.) After I had Daniel, I worked for months to get rid of the whopping 60 pounds I gained, and ended up losing even more and going down a size. Yippee!!
So, I packed up all of my old clothes, knowing I would be pregnant again soon and would probably pull them out for those early weeks of pregnancy and then again after the baby came. And I'm so happy I did - I love those clothes and while I am anxious to lose the last 10 pounds, I am enjoying wearing my old dress clothes again.
BUT WHERE ARE MY JEANS????????
Apparently the only pair of bigger jeans I saw fit to keep were the ones I wore to lay sod in our backyard, and you can imagine what those look like. I keep thinking there MUST be a giant stash of jeans hidden somewhere in the abyss of our basement, but Mike says he's been through everything. Ugh.
So, I am sworn to wearing sweat pants and (gasp) my maternity jeans until I can get back to my "post Daniel, pre Patrick" size. Hopefully it won't be long. Weight watchers and pilates are once again working their magic :)
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