This is my dreaded black dress. This dress is worn only when all other clothing fails me. And then I wear it almost every day. I told John that next time I am pregnant, I'm buying at least one more dress for the last few weeks because by now, I despise this dress. But I love it, because it's the only comfortable thing in my closet at this point.The funny thing about this dress is that my mom bought it for me when I was 14. And I was only-I-know-how-many-sizes smaller than I am now. This dress looks great on me, even when I'm not pregnant. But I wear it so much when I am that when I'm not I don't even want to look at it. Like I said, I love this dress. But I hate it. Hopefully I can pack it up soon. Tomorrow would be nice.
2 comments:
oh the dredded last few weeks of pregnancy! When all fear is overcome because you'd be wiiling to jump through fire at this point if it means not being pregnant. I was of the attitude "I don't care if they cut it out! I just want it out!". But c-sections really suck, so don't get to that point. NOTHING covered my belly the last 4 weeks but that one dress, so I know how you feel. Hang in there and good luck!
Good luck! Can't wait to hear when the sweet little one arrives--and of course to find out for sure if it's a boy or a girl :)
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