Wellllllll...yesterday continued down the path-o-fun...in Julia land:
I believe this was meltdown number 4 of 89
even after a nice bath, reading of the English/Spanish dictionary (her new fave) and my generous allowance of letting her style her own hair she just couldn't get it together:
fortunately for both of us...she is doing better today...
I let her down a full cup of coffee as opposed to her usual half this morning and a viewing of the upper body Pilates segment of my workout DVD seemed to lift her spirits circa 6 this am
enough of her
moving onto all maternity clothes allllllll za time....
I bought these brownies at the tail end of the school year when I was pregnant with the tyrant...as I was desperate for something semi-professional ...
not sure what exactly about billowy thighs, a slightly tapered calf and roomy hips screamed, ''work appropriate'' to me...
they are very comfortable due to my favorite type of maternity pant panel:
fat elastic covered in a soft cloud of stretchy magic
(thank you Gap)
(brownies from Motherhood Maternity...not Gap...but you pick up what I'm putting down I'm sure)
anyway...they were a little bit short so I took out the hem and rehemmed the bottom about 1/934829034829034820934890234 of an inch....very teeny...
and then of course...made them my fave style of all eternity:
yes...the baby is growing by the hour as is the circumference of my face and bottom
...as a sidenote....
I would appreciate if any existing or future readers would tell me from now on when my hair starts to consistently resemble that of Barbra's:
thanks so much
and now I'm off to procure the ingredients to make and devour 89 of these
(fine...not 89 but definitely at least 5)
Have a lovely late morning and afternoon.