This morning I tried them on again and started whining to Will about how they just didn't fit the same as my old ones. He headed up to the attic to check our suit cases one more time.
I fell to the floor in defeat and noticed a large white garbage bag shoved under our bed. I ripped it open to find...MY PANTS!!!!! The same pants that I shoved under my bed in disgust 7 months ago because they no longer fit my pregnant butt.
Accompanying my pants where several other jeans and some long sleeved shirts I decided no pregnant woman should ever have to wear.




