MoBob just came back from a 24 hour work trip to Indianapolis. Bassou and I were not happy to be left by ourselves. I suspect that when I'm traveling, MB has one big messy slumber party with his friends, but when he's gone, I just feel bereft.
I am definitely getting bigger. Most of my pants and skirts with waistbands and closures no longer fit, though I did get a belly band. I wear a lot of preggy-type clothes like knit jersey dresses and empire waists and yoga pants anyway, so I don’t anticipate having to purchase a lot of new stuff. I bought a couple of short knit skirts and several sweaters, and plan on buying maternity tights later on.
I’ve given up on finding some sort of suit, but I figure I can wear this sweater and get away with it:
I feel as if my new baby fat is competing with my old normal fat.
I know just what you mean - I wear a lot of flowy tops usually so I wore all my same stuff for most of the pregnancy. At the end I needed different pants for sure (found lots of stretchy-top khakis and cords) but could still wear all my same cardigans and some of the same shirts. Hope you get that 2nd-trimester energy blast!