I have no clothes.

Ok… let me re-word that accurately. 

I have enough appropriate clothes to cover me for 3 – 4 days.

Why is it all my pregnancy clothes from Chance’s pregnancy no longer fits appropriately? 

Something bad either happened in the dryer or I’m a totally different shape all together. 

LAME.

What’s funny about this whole things is that I’m actually smaller this pregnancy (so far) than I was with Chance.  Last time, at 17 weeks I had gained 15 pounds.  This time, at 18 weeks, I’ve gained 8-9.

It’s one of two things:  (1) I’ve thrown up a lot more or (2) God also thinks 54 lbs in a single pregnancy is way too much on my 5’2", 120lb frame.

Whichever is true… I hope this stays consistent.

Here are my options:

1. Wear the inappropriateness anyway and deal with the ramifications later.
2. Go shopping for new preggo clothes.
3. Rock it naked like Demi Moore.

Here’s the reality of those options:

1. I’m honestly quite limited even with the help of some of my friends who had given me hand-me-downs (thanks, Laura!).  Many of my old clothes are really short and shows my belly… no one really wants to see that.  This is not the greatest option.
2. I’m having a hard time justifying  buying new preggo clothes.  They’re expensive.  And it’s like buying clothes that you know you won’t fit into in a few months.  What’s the point?
3. Not an option.

Any ideas?

I had mentioned a few weeks ago on Twitter that I was starting to get quite a bit bigger.  That’s when my friend, Crystal, had asked to see my belly.  So, I decided to post it here, for all of you to see.

Try to ignore the lines flashing through the video.  I’m not sure what that is… it’s never done that before.

Here you go:

Don’t mock me – I’m sensitive! 

Okay… not really.  Mock away.