tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4558486009931507220.post5219371219310834757..comments2024-03-29T00:59:19.918-05:00Comments on The Windy Wilsons: When I Wore It LastB. Wilson @ Windy {City} Wilsonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17479551028143520755noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4558486009931507220.post-35730042584848897442015-02-22T20:43:58.273-06:002015-02-22T20:43:58.273-06:001) wtf is with those weird spam comments? lol ^
2...1) wtf is with those weird spam comments? lol ^<br /><br />2) I wore almost all of the same maternity clothes with all three pregnancies. I remember feeling very odd doing so, especially between J & G's pregnancy since it felt like such a repeat. There are a couple sweaters I just tossed in the end because I knew I wouldn't wear them again. I ALSO have a shopping issue, so finding new clothes has never been an issue.<br /><br />3) You still look beautiful, mom belly or not (AND mind is significantly larger. lol).Lj82https://www.blogger.com/profile/01067562341189588336noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4558486009931507220.post-30282754952223230412015-02-20T21:14:06.455-06:002015-02-20T21:14:06.455-06:00I've got a box of maternity clothes / over siz...I've got a box of maternity clothes / over sized shirts that sit in the basement closet. All of which I wore with Alexander. And like Brooke, I didn't wear a select few with Theodore because I wore them so often with Alexander snd it didn't feel right, yet, I can't part with them. I don't know what I wore after Alexander died. I know I went to gap factory in March and bought a ton of M/L clearance so I didn't have to mess around with anything at home. <br /><br />Dammit, I know exactly how you were feeling in that restaurant. Veronicahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06281894679573984580noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4558486009931507220.post-197737451532500002015-02-20T12:57:54.839-06:002015-02-20T12:57:54.839-06:00I hated the thought of wearing maternity clothes t...I hated the thought of wearing maternity clothes too. I remember packing them up a week after Caleb died, it was on Easter-his due date. I packed them all up and wore huge dresses the rest of the Spring/Summer. I remember walking in public thinking how unfair it was that everyone must just think I was "fat" when really I had just had a baby.<br /><br /> I still have one maternity shirt, the first one I ever bought, that I can't ever wear again. It reminds me too much of that blissful happiness thinking pregnancies ended with live babies. <br /><br />Glad you wrote on this, I have had these thoughts so many times going through all my clothes.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16589192780867730261noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4558486009931507220.post-61881096005364826942015-02-20T11:20:16.147-06:002015-02-20T11:20:16.147-06:00I had this cute black maternity dress that I wore ...I had this cute black maternity dress that I wore while pregnant with Genevieve. I had bought it thinking it would be good to have in case my grandfather passed away because he was 99 and ill. Instead, I wore it to pick up the urn with my daughter's ashes from the funeral home. Never wore it again, not even when my grandfather actually did pass away while I was pregnant with Henry.<br /><br />Also, thank you for the mom belly photo. Can any of us with three kids and so much mourning escape it? I sure didn't.Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17535047941642148693noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4558486009931507220.post-2221980119384932732015-02-20T09:45:26.775-06:002015-02-20T09:45:26.775-06:00I felt the SAME way about not wearing my maternity...I felt the SAME way about not wearing my maternity clothes. I couldn't stand to look at them. Even though I had no clothes that fit. One of the first places I went, when I could finally stand to leave the house, was to buy yoga pants at TJ Maxx so I could wear something else that wasn't maternity. I literally put the clothes I was wearing the day I went into labor with Eliza into the dumpster behind our house a few days after getting home from the hospital.<br /><br />I have one sweater I wore while pregnant with Eliza that I couldn't bring myself to wear again with subsequent pregnancies and yet still can't quite part with. It's not maternity, but it worked for maternity, but it's just ruined for me. And yet weirdly precious.<br /><br />I bet you haven't been back to that fondue place, either.Brookehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05946311309467296976noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4558486009931507220.post-31123724691788851982015-02-20T00:21:31.359-06:002015-02-20T00:21:31.359-06:00Isn't it crazy how grief can even ruin clothes...Isn't it crazy how grief can even ruin clothes?<br />Carolinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00101380791416834049noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4558486009931507220.post-88027223525253611912015-02-19T21:14:32.018-06:002015-02-19T21:14:32.018-06:00Sometimes its good to get rid of things that bring...Sometimes its good to get rid of things that bring memories of so much pain. It's interesting how clothes can carry emotional weight. When I went to the hospital on 2/15/11 I didn't bring any extra clothes and had extra clothes brought to me from my parents. I still have the shirt I wore on my last "happily pregnant day" with Liam tucked into my nightstand. I could never wear it again and I could never get rid of it. At this point, it's way too small for me but it's still an emotional keepsake for me.LookItsJessicahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15098271882501686853noreply@blogger.com