green with envy

when i was pregnant with kylinn, i made a lot of concessions. i wore my girlfriends old maternity clothes intermixed with just a few simple, cute, new things. i listened religiously to every word in my childbirth class even though a lot of of the information was rather outdated. i actually cared about the shitty things strangers said ("are you breast feeding?" and "how old are you?") including the toothless cashier at meijer who had to poke her nose in the car seat to look in at my "pork roast."

so when i became pregnant with tegan (yes, another successful planned adventure) i vowed to be different. i was stronger, more mature and much more callous. i had coached my sisters-in-law through their tough public outings "my boobs, my business" and "old enough" they would say. yes, i was tough, and prepared. never mess with a woman who insists on always putting shoes on an infant in public (the sign does say "no shoes, no service" there is no age listed on it, either) no. i eat shoe-less baby mothers like you for breakfast.

this time. ahh, this time. this time i refused to wear any pants that looked like i first had taken a crap in them. i refused to wear anything that came even sort-of above my hips. i refused to wear any shirt that was not fitted, and anything that was remotely triangular went to the donation pile effective immediately. this time, i promised myself two things: a terribly overpriced pair of designer maternity jeans and a terribly overpriced stroller that could transport both kids without being a bus. (thanks to my dad & step mom, i did not have to buy the stroller!)

so although i no-longer have to wear my cute farmer maternity jeans, my seven's and diesel's are not too far away in my closet patiently waiting for their day to come out of hiding. and i will continue to prance around with my fancy new stroller (making the momma's jealous) and my humongous quadruple sized boobs (making the daddy's jealous) with my two fantastically adorable kids (bias is a wonderful thing) and life will be good.

now, if it weren't so damned cold...