I Can’t Fit Into My Old Pre-Pregnancy Clothes Anymore, and at This Point I Don’t Know if I Ever Will
One might think that someone drowning under a landslide of laundry would be able to find something to wear at any given moment.
Nope. Not the case.
This is why I was running late to the last mom’s group lunch — because I was trying on all of the clothes in that top Leaning Tower of Pisa pic, but nothing fit right. Everything was too small.
This is probably one of those instances where my inside thoughts should not be outside thoughts, because I feel self-absorbed and selfish even contemplating something like this, but I need to know if I’m the only person who’s had these thoughts in such great detail…
It’s been two years since Connor popped out of my body, and for two years I’ve held on to my pre-pregnancy clothes.
I’ve tried to squeeze into my old pants and shorts a few times since then, but… Well, it didn’t work. My body is completely different now.
Before Connor, I just assumed that by the time she was two years old I’d be able to get back into those clothes again. Other moms have told me that your hips and ribs eventually shift back to where they had been before, but I don’t think that’s gonna happen for me at this point.