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... of maternity clothes.

I don't know if I am a completely rare case (which I have a hard time believing), or there is just a very sad lack of petite maternity clothing out there.  I am now 21 weeks pregnant and I have purchased two pairs of maternity pants - both online - and been sadly disappointed that, unless I gain an absurd amount of weight in places other than my tummy,  I will never fit into them.  

Luckily, some of my pants / shorts are still able to receive the "hair tie - buttonhole" treatment, but I am quickly running out of options.  So now I have resorted to elastic pants, which are horribly unfashionable (and big) and making my own elastic pants, which are even more horribly unfashionable (but less big).   

To look more fashionable, I would have to spend approximately $150 and sweat my butt off in designer jeans - like Sevens or Citizens of humanity.  These are seemingly the only jeans that can be bought in an apparently unheard of combination of "25/maternity".  No, my waist is not a 25 anymore, but everything else on my lower half needs the 25 jeans and that just doesn't exist in very many affordable places.  Maybe I will suck it up and buy a pair.  This could be a good motivation for making sure that, through however many pregnancies I may go through in the future, I am always able to fit into my hecka expensive jeans.  Hmmm...could be an interesting self control tactic.

I guess that's the one thing I'm looking forward to with getting bigger... maybe I will actually be able to fit into some pants.  Right now my days consist of tennis skirts and yoga pants until I go somewhere, when I don some rubberbanded pants that come off the second I walk in the door.  
Well, whatever works, I guess.

Here is yesterday's picture of me at 21 weeks.  Abram is definitely getting stronger in there.  I can feel him moving pretty often during the day.  The doctor said he was 12 oz. and now he's almost 11 inches long from head to toe.  That's almost as big as a ruler!  :)  It's still crazy to me that something that big is all balled up inside, but it's definitely going to get more real the bigger he gets.   



Well, I'm off to finish my elastic pants and maybe do another pair, now that I know what works and what doesn't...


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  1. AnonymousSeptember 9, 2010 at 1:36 PM

    Anaka,
    hey!! Thanks for posting your blog on fb! It's great! I was reading your post, and thought of something Katie had during her pregnancy that seemed to work. It's called a Be Band and you can get it at Target for $17 or so. Here's a link...not sure it'll work, because it's a million lines long, but it's worth a try! :)

    http://www.target.com/BeBand-Maternity-Band-Ebony/dp/B001DDRYCU/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&searchView=grid5&keywords=be%20band&fromGsearch=true&sr=1-1&qid=1284060566&rh=&searchRank=target104545&node=1041790&searchSize=30&sessionID=191-4615916-2379151&searchPage=1&searchNodeID=1041790&searchBinNameList=subjectbin%2Cprice%2Ctarget_com_primary_color-bin%2Ctarget_com_size-bin%2Ctarget_com_brand-bin&frombrowse=0

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