Today, I wanted to wear brown pants. But, I don't have any except maternity ones. I figured I'd throw them on anyway, since they only had elastic in the sides, and a normal waist otherwise. Plus, I've worn maternity pants on a couple of occasions in the past couple months, and they fit ok, so I figured why not. Nobody sees the waistband anyway.
They felt loose going on, which made me happy, but it wasn't until I looked in the mirror that I saw just how loose they really were. I looked like a full blown clown for heaven sakes! They are probably 4 sizes too big. Did those pants ever seriously fit me?
*shudder* Yes. Yes they did.
Looking at this picture brings back so many memories. I was about 35 weeks along (this is at the Antiques Roadshow-- August 15). Just seeing this one picture, I can feel what it's like to live in that body. I can feel those fingers- like little sausages, my ring on my pinky finger (and it wouldn't even fit that finger when I went in to deliver. I had to wear it on a chain around my neck!). I remember the feeling of those hair ties cutting into my swollen wrists. I remember trying to walk around with that giant belly. I look at my face and realize just how much water I was retaining. You can't even see my legs, ankles, and feet, but I remember them. Oh, how I remember them. I had to wear doctor prescribed support stockings on this trip to keep the swelling down. I was huge in every way.
So this morning, when the maternity pants were falling off my body, I was feeling really good. So I pulled down the laundry basket full of the pants I wore before I was pregnant. I've been wearing all my shirts for a while, but the pants... oh man. Who knew hips could get so wide?
I pulled out my pair of brown pants. I bought them only like a month before I got pregnant, and loved them, but, well, then I was pregnant and couldn't wear them anymore.
Crossing my fingers, I pulled them on. Wonder of wonders, miracle of miracles-- THEY FIT! I tried on pair after pair of pants that have been stowed away since about this time last year. They all fit! I am up like 6 pairs of pants!
I feel so good about myself today! I have really been trying to eat healthy and we are in the middle of February and I am still going to the gym at least twice a week (I shoot for 3, but sometimes things get too crazy, and I have to work out at home). That is the longest I have ever stuck with it (I started at the beginning of January. Pathetic that 6 weeks is a good as it gets, but hey, it's the truth!). And better yet, I am starting to want to go to the gym. What?! Who am I?!
Today rocks.
