A perfectly tidy bedroom is no match for a girl who does not know what to wear. Dress after dress, top after top, nothing felt special, nothing felt good. The carnage of clothing strewed across the room made for the saddest scene. With frustration setting in and time ticking I needed to decide on something. Grey knit dress it is. It was a celebratory date night after all, there was no time for a “what to wear” meltdown. Add a pretty necklace, a little animal print and all of the sudden grey knit is more than acceptable for an evening out.
When sporting a bump in public people are going to stare, it is only natural. In most cases the stare is immediately followed with a warm smile, which is so nice. Makes me wish we did that to each other regardless of pregnancy status. What isn’t nice is to ask a woman when she is due and then to look astonished that it is so far away. No one needs to feel more massive then they already do. My 22 week bump is just the right size (thank you very much lady in the bathroom).