Tuesday, May 07, 2013
I am now 5 weeks out from my surgery, and am learning that I had forgotten how to wear clothes! I go into my closet, grab something I wore last week, and it's loose. I panic, thinking that it's now too big, and I'll have to give up some old piece of comfort to me. Then, my hubby toddles in, and bless his heart, points out that the shirt/pants/whatever looks so much better now that it's not clinging in all the wrong places.
Makes me think that I have to really, seriously, look at my clothes, and how they fit my body. Not how they feel! That I don't have to put up with them being snug in the gut, just because they fit elsewhere. Or tight around the upper arm, just because it's the only blouse I could find that didn't look like a tent, or a plain t-shirt. (I hate plain t-shirts on me! Must have design, or some other redeeming factor!)
On a bright note, I'm back in my favorite jeans! I just wish I knew what size they are. I bought them at Catherine's a few years back when they were selling the kinda pants that you went by whether you were a circle, triangle, or rectangle, and the sizes were single digits instead of regular ones. I'm thinking that my 7's are actually 32's or 34's. Main thing is, they fit great!
Hubby bought me a dress as my Mother's Day present. It's a 22/24, and still too small, but not by much! I'll be in it for July 4th. I have no problem with that goal!