journey

a challenge to enjoy dressing a pregnant or postpartum belly
(without sobbing in every maternity store in town)

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Day Nineteen



I am a small person descended from small people (my feet look huge next to my mom's, which look huge next to her mom's), and while I won't pretend that doesn't have its benefits, it certainly does not make maternity shopping, well, much more than a laugh. Last I checked, the mainstream maternity brands' size charts indicate that their smallest sized jeans are four inches wider in the hips than what I need. I don't have "skinny" hips, I have small hip bones and a rear end that's so flat my tailbone sticks out makes sit ups hellish. So I can shop Old Navy, but not their maternity section. This top and scooter (aka skirt with attached shorts) are from the girls' section ($11ish). It seems horribly inappropriate, but I don't have a ton of options. No wonder people stop me on the street and sternly inform me that I'm WAY too young to be having kids. Although no, I don't usually wear pigtail braids and scooters in public. Or carry teddy bears. Really. Though I do have to say that scooters are pretty darn awesome and super practical for moms.

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