Pants on the Ground

Let me start by saying that skinny chick in the green on the right side of this page really needs to pack on a few pounds.  I've been waiting for her to actually look pregnant for weeks now and I'm getting a little annoyed. 

In reviewing the events from the past few months I have come to the conclusion that shopping (at least maternity shopping) is clearly not for me.  As a solution I have been taking advantage of an alternative since clearly my pants don't fit anymore.  A while back I bought a couple of belly bands, but I threw them in the drawer and hadn't given them too much thought since.  One day I wore one as a tank top under a dress, but only recently have they really proven their worth.  In case you are not up on your fat girl lingo, a belly band is an elastic band that goes around your waist and allows you to wear your non-preggo pants unbuttoned. 

I have been wearing my band everyday (except with jeans) but that is proving a temporary solution.  The pants I wore today were unzipped almost all the way and I began to think about the whole situation.  I am a teacher who works with children with my pants undone all day long.  Pair that with the torpedo nipples and on paper I am a headline waiting to happen.

With this new realization (and my pants squishing my belly) I have decided to attempt shopping one more time.  Rocky will be out of town this weekend so I am going to put my big girl panties on and head to the San Marcos outlets.  I don't know if venturing out shopping alone is the best idea considering the outcome of all my other shopping excursions, but I am left with few alternatives.  Pants must be bought.  Soc cross your fingers and say a prayer.  If this little outting does end in waterworks like all the others, my back-up plan is to touch up my make up and head over to the nearest shoe store.  At least my feet aren't fat...yet.