I had a doctor's appointment today, and the doc said that my weight gain is right on target. It was nice to hear, but it's still difficult for someone who has struggled with weight control her whole life to watch those numbers climb. (I'm sure it's difficult for people who haven't struggled with weight control as well.)
While several of my clothes have been relegated to the back shelf for the moment, this baby has also prompted a wardrobe purge of a different variety. My husband's clothes are currently hanging in the soon-to-be-nursery's closet. So I'm going to have to share. I started cleaning out my own closet and decided to finally part with those four or five pairs of jeans that haven't really fit in a few years. It was a little liberating.
Plus, if I ever can fit into them again, I can always go shopping.