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Sunday, June 8, 2008

Parachute Panties

There comes a point in every pregnancy when you lose all hope of staying skinny everywhere but your belly.

I reached that point in my pregnancy this morning. After my morning shower, I wrapped a towel around my bare self and went in search of some clothes. As I was digging through the clean laundry which was still piled high in baskets, I was about to give up hope. I couldn't find any panties that were comfortable on me anymore! They were too tight around my hips and were getting very difficult to keep up!

Dragging my feet in despair, I walked across the hall to find a package of maternity underwear, or Parachute Panties, as Eric and I call them. I took them out of the package and held them up. I half laughed and half cried at the size of these cotton "coveralls" I was about to put on. I really do think you could jump out of a plane with a pair of these things and be completely safe! As I slipped into them, I knew the comfort would be worth it. I said goodbye to feminine beauty and hello to the "beauty" of pregnancy.

I love being pregnant. I really do. I love every little kick I feel from within. I love hearing the babies heart beating wildly and love preparing for the coming of a new bundle of perfection. However, I do not love the weight gain. With my first pregnancy I pretty much kept it all in my belly. My belly was a round basketball that arrived at my destinations moments before the rest of me. This time around is different. I'm wider, bigger, heavier and at times feel like a blob walking around. My goal this pregnancy was to only gain 20 pounds. I'm 6 months pregnant and have already gained 12 pounds and was told by my doctor to expect to gain a pound a week. The math doesn't add up to my goal.

In the end, when I hold my little boy for the first time and he looks up at me, none of this will matter. I will forget about my deflated belly, my wide hips, any stretch marks that may make an appearance, and of course my parachute panties. Instead I will fall head over heals in love with my son.

With determination, I know I will get back down to my prepregnancy weight. My body may never be the same shape as it use to be, but neither will my life. Having a baby changes everything--including your body!



Me at 26 weeks pregnant with Baby Bryce. I think he's going to be a big boy! :)

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