I promise not to get super boring about this... No! Really!
My mom said by the time she was 3 months pregnant, she was already wearing maternity clothes. Okay, I'm not there, thank God, but I can no longer suck in my stomach. Pants that fit two weeks ago are uncomfortably tight. And I feel like every shirt I have has puffy silkscreen that says "HEY! Look at my fat belly!" There might also be unicorns on that shirt.
It's just awkward to be in that phase where you have to decide between wearing clothes that are too tight, wearing clothes that are way too big, or buying a bunch of new work clothes in a size that hurts your heart.
I know this is all part of the process and I know that it's all so worth it. I'm not really complaining, just trying to reason with myself.
You know what would make it all better? Having a job where I could wear scrubs. Is there another work uniform that's closer to pajamas? That's truly my dream.
On a completely unrelated note: Have any of you ever hired people to help you move? I don't mean official movers; rather, starving college students to help you get your stuff on the truck. If so, what seems like a reasonable amount of money?