So I decide to go through my clothes as I am so freaking cold I need to find long trousers and I seem to have lost the will to tidy and find most of my clothes draped over the drawers or on the breastfeeding chair I don't use. What do I find? I own two pairs of long trousers, one are cargo pants which while comfy, well, look like I don't give a shit about my appearance and the other is an old paid of pregnancy trousers which have the elastic going in between the legs, you know, it looks like blond public hair is sprouting out of the fabric. So I gots to thinking. My wardrobe is terrible. If I had even a semblance of decency I would not leave the house but alas I do but thank-fully Laura Ashley has a sale and I buy some fat pants for the post preggers body.
Really! I should do something about it but to be honest I can't be bothered. I enjoy the chocolate too much and let's be honest I don't think the battle site has recovered yet. Which reminds me, my IT department call the other day to take over my computer to fix something for me, and you can imagine my horror as I realise as soon as the IT man takes control that I have a few web pages up that should not be seen ranging from "Sex after vaginal birth" and "Nipples, why do they look so purple!" I excuse myself off the phone to prevent any embarrassment for the poor man. Oh I don't care personally. I tell you after childbirth and breastfeeding, there isn't much that can a) put me off my dinner or b) makes me socially uncomfortable.
Mind you I still can't bring myself to breastfeed in public. It's not that I disagree with it, in fact quite the opposite, I am all up for feeding in public. The problem is I still look like a deranged mad woman when I feed Harry, in fact it's quite hilarious!
Now, I'm off to finish putting my clothes away except for the Laura Ashley trousers which need taking up as I am so short but let's be honest they'll still be there in 4 weeks waiting for me to take them to the tailors!
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