It’s been awhile, yes. And I haven’t skipped blogging because I am out of witty things to say, no – I have plenty of things I think that are hilarious to say, but I have been so tired I haven’t really put pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard). I should get better at this.

Things are going well pregnancy wise – starting to feel huge, rolling over adds a bit of hilarity to my night, Mikey is kicking up a storm … everything is as it should be. We’ve started working on the nursery and buying ‘bigger’ ticket items 2nd hand that we don’t anticipate people buying for our next baby shower (oh! I need to blog about my first one). Which begs a question – why don’t we have richer friends? We even hired a trainer for our current baby on 4 legs who is terrified of the stroller. TERRIFIED.

I am strictly and happily in maternity clothes now, but had been struggling with my *ahem* underwear. I am pretty set in my ways regarding the style and brand of underwear that works for me (Cacique, hipsters if you must know) and I’ve had a hard time giving them up and trying something of the maternity variety because it is so hard to size right and it’s not cheap. And not sexy. Not that my hipsters will ever be on the cover of Maxim, but they aren’t nylon high-waisters from the 70s.

I had a big order going into Amazon, so I added a set of high-waisted underwear from Motherhood Maternity since my waist is getting bigger and thus the underwear will not be that high for long. When I opened the package to show Sam, we all got a good laugh. They were HUGE. Like, no way my shrinking butt and hips and growing belly would fit into those things.

But they did. Perfectly.

And holy sh*t they are comfortable.

Granted, they come up to my belly button and sag a little in my tushie, but they are an answer to my prayers. No more sitting in meetings feeling my hipsters slowly roll down my belly, or walking in the parking lot feeling them creepy down my butt. Or getting changed and seeing the imprint of the elastic on my belly. Can the baby even breathe with underwear that tight? Who cares, I am so in my comfort zone.