Well, my mother would be proud to know that even though I am a married woman, some of the things that used to drive her crazy still happen to this day. Yesterday morning was not a good morning. Every little girl/ hormone crazy teenage/ and (I am hoping) grown women have experienced this. I couldn't find anything to wear. However these moments have tripled in the past 2 or 3 months as things are "just not fitting right".
The bad news is: It's not just my clothes anymore. It's also my shoes, and it absolutely horrible. Yesterday morning I tried to get my favorite pair of boots on for like 10 minutes. No matter how hard I pushed, pulled, and held my breath they would not go on my super swollen feet and ankles. It was a very sad moment.
I felt like crying for a few minutes, gathered myself like a big girl, and changed back in to the good-ol'-maternity-jeans and a button up shirt that no longer can be buttoned all the way. Brandon told me I looked adorable, I smiled, and the only thing left from the bad experience was a huge pile of clothes on the floor of our bedroom....
Blow the bad moments off today.