15 weeks: Pants are overrated

A while ago I read on some website that there is a whole missing market out there for expectant mother of multiples maternity wear. Upon reading this, my conclusion was dismissive and I assumed people expecting multiples just needed to buy larger clothing to account for the larger belly. Well, now I understand.

Early this week, I began to find my maternity pants (both styles, elastic band and full panel pouch) bought at week 9 uncomfortable. I began sagging these pants around the house like a teenage boy. By mid-week, I had abandoned the pants all together and resorted to Brant's boxers deciding that pants in general were overrated. It got so bad, that before heading off to my girlie crafting night with Keren and Nicole, Brant actually had to ask me if I was planning to wear pants (and he was serious). I knew this was a bad sign.

The final straw was when Brant and I went to breakfast (in public) and I had to hold my pants away from my belly the entire time we were eating. After this display of discomfort, Brant and I immediately went to find some new pants. I ended up buying the largest size they had at Macys with a nylon top and no band - which makes me wonder what will I wear in another couple months?!?! Will I just resort to a moo moo?

Another notable this week was when I sat on Brant's lap (in normal Kari fashion) except this time a huge sigh/groan was let out and it wasn't from me. I checked to see if Brant was exaggerating, and he wasn't! He was actually surprised at how much I weighed. I didn't believe him that my weight had changed THAT much. We both leapt with excitement over to the scale where it looks like I am continuing to gain appropriately. We will know for sure at our doctor appointment next week, but for now, I have a new form of torture - jumping on Brant's lap.