Ah Regina George & The Plastics... how do we love thee... (I actually think that part of the reason I was a baby boy so much is so that I can decorate him with candy canes and call him Glen Coco - how cute?!)
Anyway!! With the whole 'blossoming' and 'blooming' thing it kinda feels like 'ballooning'... and it kinda happens overnight.
All these clever ladies on Pinterest showed me this fab idea of 'stretching' my skinny fit levi's by looping a band through the button hole - I literally thought this was the most clever thing ever.
So I merrily went along to a cinema date with KC with the jeans held together with this band feeling all smug - thinking I was rocking this whole pregnancy in my skinny jeans thing.
Holy crap. I have never, EVER felt so uncomfortable in my life. Firstly there's the whole issue of there not actually being any support to hold your jeans up - so the constant and rather unflattering issue of having to pull your jeans up every five minutes.
Then there's the band itself, just sitting there making a deep indent into your poor little bump - that lets face it, hasn't really done anything to deserve that.
And I dont care how how Marky Mark is (I do actually, very much so) but sitting through nearly 3 hours of this elastane induced hell kinda takes the edge off Optimus Prime doing his thing. But not Mark. In fact, lets just take a moment to appreciate that sweet man.
Seriously. He just gets better with age, no?
Got time for a bit of a throwback? Oh goodness me.
Anyway - let's get back to the point. Go and buy some maternity jeans. Seriously. They are the BEST invention in the world ever. And they don't even have to be expensive - I brought mine in H&M for £19 a pair and I got a dark denim smart looking pair and a light-wash denim for more of a casual look. I cannot tell you how comfortable these are and how happy they have made me!! (Look, I've given up all alcohol and bad things until the bubba is here, just indulge me with what brings me happiness now, ok? Thanks)
Also. Upper Body Reinforcement.
I am a girly girl. And I love all things frilly and with bows and all those wonderful things.
But right now?
I love my Soft & Comfys from Asda. Seriously; They were inexpensive, they have super thick straps and they resemble a sports bra with no seams and made of the softest cotton you have ever felt.
They're like chest shaped marshmallows. They're just heavenly.
Because my pre-preggers bras have somehow shrunk into some scrap of cover you might find in the costume box of a dubious movie. And they hurt. And quite frankly, we're just not friends right now.
Granted, I am quite lucky that my wardrobe was already full of floaty, transition friendly pieces but I guarantee you that during my bloat-to-bump days these are the two biggest things that have brought me joy in the preggo wardrobe department. But it doesn't matter what it is that you go and buy - what I really need you to know is that you HAVE to be comfortable. With all the hormones that are flying around anyway, you do not need to be getting upset because your clothes don't fit.
Leave the skinny jeans in the draw. Dump the old favourite bra. These things will fit you again (I'm actually not sure about the bra - come back to me in a year and I'll let you know!) but regardless - what's important right now is that you are comfortable and your bump is supported. And that you are happy to enjoy this wonderful time :)
For goodwill I shall leave you with just ooooone more pic of Marky Mark, because it is Bank Holiday after all :)
Big kisses.
Mx
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