sometimes it’s kind of hard to remember what my body used to look like before. looking at photos of me seven months ago can have the same effect as looking at those that date back to 5, 10 years ago when i didn’t give a damn about my eyebrows looking like a a pair of shapeless albinos. now, i can’t seem to leave the house without at least coloring them in. because that’s what you call “making up for lost time.” i pretty much started late in this whole eyebrows business.
lately, aside from my eyebrows, it’s my growing baby bump i fuss the most. i have to admit the struggle is so fucking real. “i have nothing to wear!” takes on a whole new meaning, and a genuine one at that. i seriously have trouble finding clothes that fit me in a way that (1) reaches past my hips; (2) doesn’t make me look like a dumpling; and (3) is long enough to cover my tummy. i don’t know how some preggers do it. here i am just trying to get by one outfit at a time.
and i thought trying to squeeze myself in this dress was pretty hectic. turns out i had no idea what awaited me in the months to come. lol. but i remember this day like it was just a week ago. sartorial frustration aside, this was one of our lazy sundays spent at the beach. well, more like behind the bath houses taking pictures of each other because a chill photoshoot is jeff’s definition of “a lazy (sun)day.” i was happy to go along. i mean, what can i do? haha.
but, nah, it was nice. we ended up eating ice cream at this park by the lake. just quietly sitting there next to each other looking at ducks and enjoying each other’s company in peace. that, for me, was a memorable day. doesn’t take much to wow me, really. i’m a cheap date. =p
*9 weeks pregnant