I am not a fashionable person. I wish I were, but it's just not in me. I would rather buy yarn, books, and food than buy clothes.
With that said, I do have to admit that I get frustrated quite often with what is available to me in my closet. For instance-my favorite jeans (these are my nice pair, also) have a hole in the knee. My other pair of jeans that fit also have a hole in the knee.
My other pair of jeans are almost two sizes too big and have to be worn with a pretty baggy shirt to hide all of the jean bunched up under my belt. Since I don't buy clothes very often I have a pretty small rotation going on and that gets a bit boring and honestly a bit depressing at times. Which is kind of where I am at right now.
Which leads me to this: I am ready to wear my maternity clothes! I remember with Henry's pregnancy I was so excited to wear maternity clothes and have my belly showing, and it seemed to take f-o-r-e-v-e-r to get to that point. That's not the case this time. I am not showing yet so have no need to wear them yet, but at least they are clothes I have not worn in a while! Plus I feel like I have a new wardrobe because my friend Pamela just gave me a huge bin of her maternity clothes to borrow. Now my maternity wardrobe is about 3 times the size of my regular wardrobe.
All I can say is bring on the belly, baby (although please, please try to leave the butt unaffected) . I am in need of a change.