As is the case for a lot of women, my body has changed quite a bit since having FireGirl. And I am still struggling to accept it. And it's not just the weight. Yes, that's part of it. But my shape has changed as well. I have actually been this size before, my last couple of years of college, but my shape is different now. Sometimes I feel like I don't know how to dress myself, because styles that previously would have looked good on me, now look ridiculous. Shopping is definitely a struggle.
But that's neither here nor there.
So, how has my body changed? Here's a brief rundown.
My pants size has gone up one size.
My blouse size has gone up two sizes.
Probably because my bra size has gone from a 38DD to a 42DDD.
And because I have this weird pudge roll on the upper part of my belly.
And the lower part of my belly has this loose skin, that I am pretty sure is only going to get worse when I finally lose the baby weight.
That's the major stuff, in a nutshell.
So, what inspired this post? The breakdown I had in the dressing room yesterday. I was shopping for an outfit for a banquet we're attending at the end of March, and found something I actually thought I looked pretty decent in, except for that pudge roll on the upper part of my belly. I just think it looks so weird. And I had a breakdown, and had that moment that I think all of us mommies have to have once in a while. And sometimes more than once. That moment where we have to come to terms with the fact that our bodies are different. They just are. We carried a freakin' baby inside us for pete's sake! So, I bought the dress. And I've decided that I am gonna rock the parts of my body that rock it, and try to ignore the one or two parts that I'm self-conscious about. Oh, and I bought some killer heels to go with it.