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Sprout | Maternity Clothes Update

Lately, I've been growing more and more.  Since about 11 weeks or less I was wearing maternity pants because it was just more comfortable.  I sit all day at my job and having my regular jeans dig into my stomach was just not comfortable for me.  I knew that I had purchased 3 pairs of pants to wear, so I just started wearing them.

Now, don't get me wrong, they don't all fit me.  I have to wear that bella band thing from Target to keep things up, but it's better than my regular jeans.  I do have my "fat jeans/comfy jeans" that I can still fit into and I do wear them from time to time.  Usually when I do, I end up wearing the bella band thing with them and undoing the top button 1/2 through the day for comfort.  It's working.

Aside from that, I've only purchase a few new tops.  Not maternity, per say.  Just a size bigger for comfort and for room to grow.  I did, however, buy my first maternity top the other day and it was on clearance so I just did it.  It's a cotton turtle neck with some of that bunching on the sides for growth.  It's great and will be great as I continue to grow.

It's been a little strange to watch my body.  I still haven't gained a lot of weight, just about 3 pounds at this point now but my weight and body shape has change.  Clothes sit differently on me and things don't fit like that used to.  It makes me feel like I'm gaining weight, but between the scale at work and the one at the dr.'s office, they both indicate about a 2 - 3 lb gain, so far.  It's just strange.

Anyway, just wanted to update you on that part of this pregnancy.


Comments

Alyson said…
Pregnancy does change your whole body. Every new curve is worth it though. :) You are half way there!!

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