Caution: Wide Load

I have to give Marcus credit.  I haven't heard one remark about "wide loads" or anything that might be deemed inappropriate to say to a 6 month pregnant woman.  He clearly learned his lesson from last time.  With that being said, it should just be assumed at this point that there are certain aspects of my body that are widening.  Some have come as a complete surprise (my feet) and some have not (my a$$), though the most surprising part has been that it all seems to have taken place over-night (my a$$ again).

Take today, for instance.  I woke up, took a shower, and went to put on clothes for the day.  As I did so, I couldn't help but notice that my work pants, a simple pair of black pants with the ultra comfy waist band that comes up and over the navel, were quite snug in the rear end.  Hmm.  They fit pretty well a week ago.  I went through a short list of what I had eaten in the past week or so and admitted to myself that it probably hadn't been the most healthy of diets considering every night ends with a relaxing mug of ice cream with chocolate syrup.  Plus, my sister was married over this past weekend so it was a weekend filled with unhealthy food choices in an attempt to just get something in my stomach.  Plus, I can feel the desire to eat well slowly subsiding as I start to lose sight of my toes.  Plus, I've been wearing mostly skirts and dresses so maybe, just maybe, this widening has been taking place slowly but surely, I just haven't noticed due to the extra girth growth room in my clothing. 

My feet are also getting bigger.  I don't know if it's due to the summer heat or if they truly are widening.  Either way, I'm beginning to wonder what my company's policy is on flip-flops because by the time this baby is born that is the only thing that is going to fit these fat feet.  This is one aspect of pregnancy I missed out on when pregnant with Alex.  It could be because I was pregnant with her during the winter months therefore the heat wasn't affecting my body like it is now.  Either way, I'm not enjoying cramming my feet into work appropriate shoes every day.  Ah, who am I kidding?  Even my cute, strappy, weekend sandals feel tight.  How am I supposed to feel somewhat attractive when I can't even wear cute shoes to make up for the horribleness of the maternity clothes?  Such is the conundrum of my life.