I am in my 11th week of pregnancy and I recently experienced a FIRST. I know that pregnancy comes with a lot of first's and I am really excited about some of those marvelous first's! For example I can not wait to feel the first flutter of the baby, or to feel the first kick, or to see the first sonogram picture where the baby looks like more than a blob and I can't wait to hear the heart beat for the first time! However there are some first's that I am not so excited for; and this weekend I experienced one of those not so joyful first's!
Saturday morning I had to wake up at the crack of dawn to work a pick-up/drop-off shift for the Junior League of Plano. I am a provisional in the JLP and my class is in charge of Trinkets 2 Treasure (which is a HUGE rummage sale). We collect donations and then we have a mega garage sale at the Plano Convention Center. Different families are given gift certificates so they can shop for free and others who just love to thrift come and sort through all the loot we collect. All of this to say, I woke up extra early Saturday morning, so I could shower and get ready for my all day shift at the storage facility where people were going to begin to drop off their donations for Trinkets 2 Treasure. Mornings have not really been my friend throughout this pregnancy. Mornings = throwing up, dizziness, extreme tiredness & fatigue. This morning however started off pretty pleasant! After my shower I put on my bathrobe and did my hair and make-up (no throwing up and no dizziness!). I was even having a good hair day! To top it all off my sweet hubby brought me a Strawberries Wild Jamba Juice to take with me to my shift! But then things suddenly changed....You see, I did not realize that the last 2 weeks I had completely avoided normal clothes. I wore sweats, jogging suits, and leggings with long tops. I had not put on a pair of jeans in 2 weeks! For my Junior League shift I had to wear jeans and my black JLP shirt. The night before I had pulled them out of my closet and they were laying out perfectly for me just to throw on. It was time for me to get dressed, so I put on my black shirt and then went to put on my Seven For All Mankind Jeans (which I have had for years!). As I proceeded to pull my jeans up I experienced a problem! They seemed extra snug and I had to sort of jump to pull them up over my hips. Once I got them on I went to zip up my zipper (but that did NOT go as planned). My zipper would only go up half way and there was NO way on earth I was going to get that button closed!!! Yup I just OUT GREW my FIRST PAIR OF JEANS! For the first time in my life my jeans would NOT zip. I even laid on the bed and with the help of my husband I was able to zip and button them, but then when John pulled me up onto my feet, the button almost flew off! There was absolutely NO way I could button this pair of jeans. Yes, I understand that I am pregnant but my goodness I did not think I would out grow my jeans until I was at least 16-20 weeks along. I am only 11 weeks pregnant and my baby is still the size of a small plum! I have had friends who could wear their normal jeans until their 3rd trimester so what is wrong with me!!!! I did get a bit emotional and a few tears may have been shed. But I finally got myself together and decided I would just fast the next 2 weeks....LOL JK JK JK!!! I would never ever do that ;) But my ride was at the house to pick me up so I had to think of something quick. I remembered an old trick that Stacey my sister in law did with a hair tie. She stuck the hair tie through the buttonhole and then wrapped it around the button. It does work even though I did not plan on trying it for another 5 weeks...at least! But you gotta do what you gotta do.
So needless to say, I OUT GREW MY FIRST PAIR OF JEANS this past weekend. I am not proud of this at all, but I guess it is just part of the pregnancy adventure. I am still absolutely positively NOT going to buy my first pair of maternity jeans for at least 3 or 4 more months (I am not ready to take on that first yet) but I may suck it up and eventually buy a Belly Band...(we will see). So this was not one of my glorious first's however it was a first and I will always remember this Saturday morning. Hopefully the next first will call for a celebration instead of mourning lol.
So I Experienced the FIRST of many Firsts to Come...