That’s what Jake, from State Farm, is wearing and that’s what I’m here today with.
Although, I can pretty much guarantee you his look way better than mine:
Or at least way better than mine looked. Mine might have a fighting chance in the fit arena now.
I snagged these Gap maternity khakis from Goodwill ($4) when I was pregnant with Sebastian and never got around to fixing them to fit me…until yesterday. I was motivated to pull them out and take them to my sewing machine asap after last weekend, when I really had the worst time finding something that fit to wear to church. It was partly because my brain wasn’t quite awake when I was scouring my maternity wardrobe, partly because all of my other church-appropriate maternity pants were in the dirty laundry and partly because, hello, this might be my last pregnancy so, better get on that stat.
I didn’t take pictures during the process because I used the same process I’ve used to slim down every other pair of pants I own that needed it (see here and here) but I did play dress-up so that in the coming days, I’d have some idea about what to pair with these “new” pants during those moments when “I have nothing to wear with themmmm!”
Just humor me.
And then, answer me this…are pregnant women even allowed to wear belts?…because the idea looked great in my head not to mention, I love belts so I’ve been going through a little bit of a withdrawl. I tried it way back when and I liked it but this time it kinda looks like I’m wearing a woven support belt. Maybe it’s because my jean vest might be a little too short to pair with a belly therefore exposing the entire belt when just the front would suffice? Either way, here we have something I can sport on the daily:
This one’s my fave and it would’ve been perfect to prance around in on an Easter egg hunt with the tots:
For all my grocery store/Target runs:
And I don’t even know what the scene would be for this but this beaded top is one of my favorite (non-maternity) tops and I’m millimeters away from not being able to wear it anymore so I might have to indulge before that happens. Plus, a blazer sounded fun.
And this is when a humongous, monster bug went flying by and for a split (terrifying) second, I thought it was inside the screened-in patio with me. Self-timer didn’t miss my reaction and I’d be remiss to not include a blooper so…
May all the bugs always, always stay on the other side of that screen and may the rest of your day be glorious.
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