Life in the South

The trials and tribulations of parenthood and living away from family from a "Yankee" raising a baby in the south.

Monday, September 01, 2008

So I had to go clothes shopping

I had tried to put it off for as long as possible to go maternity clothes shopping. This past week at school I wore my skirts half unzipped with long shirts to stay comfortable. I ordered a thing called a Bella Band which is really supposed to help, but it isn't here yet! But Adam had even told me that the time had come. I figured I will be 16 weeks on Thursday, so fair enough. It actually wasn't too bad. The most amusing part of it all was that in the dressing room there was this pillow type thing that you can Velcro around your waist to see what you will look like with a larger belly! Adam wasn't as amused as I was. I thought it was hysterical. It still doesn't make you look pregnant though, just like you have a pillow under your shirt. Then there were all these cute tiny little 90 pound 'biatches' with their cute little bellies shopping. I don't even think you can tell I'm pregnant, I just look fatter. I wanted to drop kick them in the store. Oh well, at least the sales lady liked me best because I was so damn clueless!! Did you know there are 3 different belly fits on pregnancy pants? I really had no idea.

The other thing I have no idea about: Why my cat snores like a man? Anyone?

Oh, and another southern observation: down here instead of asking someone where they live, people say "where do you stay?" I asked a student where he lived and he told me that he "stayed behind the Target." Hell, for a moment I thought he was homeless and that was his hangout. It is something that I have noticed more and more. It's not just kids either, adults too! I think it sounds like they are staying the night at a friends house or something. . .

Enough ranting, everyone have a wonderful Labor Day!!!

1 Comments:

  • At 12:09 AM , Blogger Unknown said...

    You are hilarious!!! At least you aren't like 10 years younger than the other shoppers like I was. Holy cow. It was so humiliating to have the sales lady look at my like a teenage mother. Oh well! Enjoy it...it's awesome!

     

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