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The In-Between Phase

When you aren't big enough for maternity, but your clothes are getting tight! It's getting tough to pick out my outfits every day! I am super thankful for the belly bands that allow me to wear my jeans. But tops are a different story! I feel like it looks as if I'm eating my feelings and I feel constricted. I'm sure a lot of ladies can relate! My new maternity wardrobe is for the spring and summer seasons, so I need my regular clothes to hold out until the nice weather arrives. Which at this rate, who knows when that will be?! 

While trying to get dressed yesterday morning, I started to get frustrated when Rhylan came in and said in his adorable three year old voice, "You look b-you-ful mommy." My heart melted once again! I just can't get enough of that handsome little boy and I'm so proud of him every day! It was just what I needed at that very moment to hold my head high and head to work! It's definitely been tee shirt and jeans kind of days though, which makes me very thankful for a workplace where I can pretty much dress with my mood. Though anyone who know's me, knows that tee shirt and jeans is not my style, so it must be a desperate situation! 

I can remember struggling with this during my first pregnancy. I didn't really "pop" until five months with Rhylan, but I'm sure with twins, it will be much different! In the end, it just means that my babies are growing and for that I am so very thankful! 




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