It's not a secret that I gained A.LOT. of weight during my pregnancy. If you need to be reminded of what the *real* Abby looks like, just look at my header (yes, I know I need to change that header to a family picture but that would require hiring someone to do it and that just starts feeling overwhelming.) The picture in the header was taken ONE month before I was pregnant. ONE. Yeah. That. One day... And even though I would like to go bury my head in the sand right now and ignore the fact that summer = less clothes, I can't. It's too stinkin hot. And I don't want to miss all these fun memories of Adalyn's first summer just because I don't want to be seen in public in a swim suit.
So off I schlepped to the mall. I started at Sears. Yeah, I know. Sears. I don't shop there either. But they do carry Lands' End and from what everyone says, Lands' End has a great selection of "Women's" bathing suits that suck everything all in. Well, I searched and searched and found about 2 options to try on and they were a big fat 0 for a big fat wad of cash. So we walked ourselves to Macy's. Now, Macy's has a large selection of suits but it always seems way disorganized. Of course I was drawn to the "cute" bathing suits and then realized that there was no way that this nursing mama could never wear those suits if-you-know-what-i-mean. So I veered myself towards the women's sizes. Why don't they just label it plus-size? We all know what that means. It means that I'm endowed on top people!
**Aside: Why can't bathing suit companies all make suits in bra sizes??!! It would be so much easier! There were a few brands that were in cup sizes but they were ugly.**
So I have an armload of spandex and I take the "walk of shame" to the fitting room knowing that I would come out feeling like I had been through an emotional boxing match. Some suits you don't even have to get on all the way to know that it just isn't going to work. And some you try to rationalize that they could be ok if you could look past the ugly fabric. Or the ugly straps. Or the ugly indentions it makes. You know what I'm saying. Don't act like you don't. So it came down to two... well actually the one fabric would have been wrong on a size 2 so then we were down to 1 option. Of course I peeked out of my dressing room because you HAVE to have a second opinion when suit shopping. It was a long hall (ok, maybe only 3 other rooms) to walk down to get to Jonathan who was waiting so patiently with my sweet baby