I Don T Look Pregnant Just Like I M Getting Fat

I’m at that weird in-between stage that everybody talks about. My clothes are growing snug. My stomach’s no longer flat. And I just don’t look like myself. But, still, strangers wouldn’t know I’m pregnant. And it’s getting frustrating. Getting dressed each day is getting interesting. This morning, I put on a sweater I hadn’t worn yet this year, a sweater that used to be kind of loose on me, and it was snug. Really snug. But still, I didn’t look like a pregnant woman. Just like a woman who ate way too much over the Thanksgiving holiday. I’ve been longing for a belly since I found out I was pregnant — I felt like it would make everything all the more “real.” But now that I have one, a little one, I just want the whole kit and kaboodle, or my pre-baby belly, ‘cause this is-she-or-isn’t-she business isn’t my idea of fun. I’m not yet ready for maternity clothes and my regular clothes just don’t look the same. My remedy? Baggy shirts. Luckily, I’m typically a baggy shirt/layering-clothes kind of gal to begin with, but right now, they’re life-savers. Oversized flannels, loose fitting t-shirts, and big comfy sweaters (yay for winter!) are all my best friends at this juncture. With, of course, skinny jeans. I will wear skinny jeans — somehow, someway — until the moment I give birth. God willing. Oh, and heels don’t hurt either — even small ones — so I don’t feel, you know, too schlumpy. Before I know it, though, I’ll have a bump. A real one. I’m predicting sometime shortly after the holidays. And I’ll get to enjoy all the smiles and maternity clothes my heart can handle. Until then, though, it’s baggy shirt city. Frustrating baggy shirt city. How did you deal/dress during your “in between” stage of pregnancy? Image via Splash

title: “I Don T Look Pregnant Just Like I M Getting Fat” ShowToc: true date: “2024-09-28” author: “Catherine Toher”

I’m at that weird in-between stage that everybody talks about. My clothes are growing snug. My stomach’s no longer flat. And I just don’t look like myself. But, still, strangers wouldn’t know I’m pregnant. And it’s getting frustrating. Getting dressed each day is getting interesting. This morning, I put on a sweater I hadn’t worn yet this year, a sweater that used to be kind of loose on me, and it was snug. Really snug. But still, I didn’t look like a pregnant woman. Just like a woman who ate way too much over the Thanksgiving holiday. I’ve been longing for a belly since I found out I was pregnant — I felt like it would make everything all the more “real.” But now that I have one, a little one, I just want the whole kit and kaboodle, or my pre-baby belly, ‘cause this is-she-or-isn’t-she business isn’t my idea of fun. I’m not yet ready for maternity clothes and my regular clothes just don’t look the same. My remedy? Baggy shirts. Luckily, I’m typically a baggy shirt/layering-clothes kind of gal to begin with, but right now, they’re life-savers. Oversized flannels, loose fitting t-shirts, and big comfy sweaters (yay for winter!) are all my best friends at this juncture. With, of course, skinny jeans. I will wear skinny jeans — somehow, someway — until the moment I give birth. God willing. Oh, and heels don’t hurt either — even small ones — so I don’t feel, you know, too schlumpy. Before I know it, though, I’ll have a bump. A real one. I’m predicting sometime shortly after the holidays. And I’ll get to enjoy all the smiles and maternity clothes my heart can handle. Until then, though, it’s baggy shirt city. Frustrating baggy shirt city. How did you deal/dress during your “in between” stage of pregnancy? Image via Splash

title: “I Don T Look Pregnant Just Like I M Getting Fat” ShowToc: true date: “2024-10-13” author: “Elizabeth Gallucci”

I’m at that weird in-between stage that everybody talks about. My clothes are growing snug. My stomach’s no longer flat. And I just don’t look like myself. But, still, strangers wouldn’t know I’m pregnant. And it’s getting frustrating. Getting dressed each day is getting interesting. This morning, I put on a sweater I hadn’t worn yet this year, a sweater that used to be kind of loose on me, and it was snug. Really snug. But still, I didn’t look like a pregnant woman. Just like a woman who ate way too much over the Thanksgiving holiday. I’ve been longing for a belly since I found out I was pregnant — I felt like it would make everything all the more “real.” But now that I have one, a little one, I just want the whole kit and kaboodle, or my pre-baby belly, ‘cause this is-she-or-isn’t-she business isn’t my idea of fun. I’m not yet ready for maternity clothes and my regular clothes just don’t look the same. My remedy? Baggy shirts. Luckily, I’m typically a baggy shirt/layering-clothes kind of gal to begin with, but right now, they’re life-savers. Oversized flannels, loose fitting t-shirts, and big comfy sweaters (yay for winter!) are all my best friends at this juncture. With, of course, skinny jeans. I will wear skinny jeans — somehow, someway — until the moment I give birth. God willing. Oh, and heels don’t hurt either — even small ones — so I don’t feel, you know, too schlumpy. Before I know it, though, I’ll have a bump. A real one. I’m predicting sometime shortly after the holidays. And I’ll get to enjoy all the smiles and maternity clothes my heart can handle. Until then, though, it’s baggy shirt city. Frustrating baggy shirt city. How did you deal/dress during your “in between” stage of pregnancy? Image via Splash

title: “I Don T Look Pregnant Just Like I M Getting Fat” ShowToc: true date: “2024-10-09” author: “Julio Young”

I’m at that weird in-between stage that everybody talks about. My clothes are growing snug. My stomach’s no longer flat. And I just don’t look like myself. But, still, strangers wouldn’t know I’m pregnant. And it’s getting frustrating. Getting dressed each day is getting interesting. This morning, I put on a sweater I hadn’t worn yet this year, a sweater that used to be kind of loose on me, and it was snug. Really snug. But still, I didn’t look like a pregnant woman. Just like a woman who ate way too much over the Thanksgiving holiday. I’ve been longing for a belly since I found out I was pregnant — I felt like it would make everything all the more “real.” But now that I have one, a little one, I just want the whole kit and kaboodle, or my pre-baby belly, ‘cause this is-she-or-isn’t-she business isn’t my idea of fun. I’m not yet ready for maternity clothes and my regular clothes just don’t look the same. My remedy? Baggy shirts. Luckily, I’m typically a baggy shirt/layering-clothes kind of gal to begin with, but right now, they’re life-savers. Oversized flannels, loose fitting t-shirts, and big comfy sweaters (yay for winter!) are all my best friends at this juncture. With, of course, skinny jeans. I will wear skinny jeans — somehow, someway — until the moment I give birth. God willing. Oh, and heels don’t hurt either — even small ones — so I don’t feel, you know, too schlumpy. Before I know it, though, I’ll have a bump. A real one. I’m predicting sometime shortly after the holidays. And I’ll get to enjoy all the smiles and maternity clothes my heart can handle. Until then, though, it’s baggy shirt city. Frustrating baggy shirt city. How did you deal/dress during your “in between” stage of pregnancy? Image via Splash

title: “I Don T Look Pregnant Just Like I M Getting Fat” ShowToc: true date: “2024-10-15” author: “Sean Murphy”

I’m at that weird in-between stage that everybody talks about. My clothes are growing snug. My stomach’s no longer flat. And I just don’t look like myself. But, still, strangers wouldn’t know I’m pregnant. And it’s getting frustrating. Getting dressed each day is getting interesting. This morning, I put on a sweater I hadn’t worn yet this year, a sweater that used to be kind of loose on me, and it was snug. Really snug. But still, I didn’t look like a pregnant woman. Just like a woman who ate way too much over the Thanksgiving holiday. I’ve been longing for a belly since I found out I was pregnant — I felt like it would make everything all the more “real.” But now that I have one, a little one, I just want the whole kit and kaboodle, or my pre-baby belly, ‘cause this is-she-or-isn’t-she business isn’t my idea of fun. I’m not yet ready for maternity clothes and my regular clothes just don’t look the same. My remedy? Baggy shirts. Luckily, I’m typically a baggy shirt/layering-clothes kind of gal to begin with, but right now, they’re life-savers. Oversized flannels, loose fitting t-shirts, and big comfy sweaters (yay for winter!) are all my best friends at this juncture. With, of course, skinny jeans. I will wear skinny jeans — somehow, someway — until the moment I give birth. God willing. Oh, and heels don’t hurt either — even small ones — so I don’t feel, you know, too schlumpy. Before I know it, though, I’ll have a bump. A real one. I’m predicting sometime shortly after the holidays. And I’ll get to enjoy all the smiles and maternity clothes my heart can handle. Until then, though, it’s baggy shirt city. Frustrating baggy shirt city. How did you deal/dress during your “in between” stage of pregnancy? Image via Splash

title: “I Don T Look Pregnant Just Like I M Getting Fat” ShowToc: true date: “2024-10-22” author: “Constance Sullivan”

I’m at that weird in-between stage that everybody talks about. My clothes are growing snug. My stomach’s no longer flat. And I just don’t look like myself. But, still, strangers wouldn’t know I’m pregnant. And it’s getting frustrating. Getting dressed each day is getting interesting. This morning, I put on a sweater I hadn’t worn yet this year, a sweater that used to be kind of loose on me, and it was snug. Really snug. But still, I didn’t look like a pregnant woman. Just like a woman who ate way too much over the Thanksgiving holiday. I’ve been longing for a belly since I found out I was pregnant — I felt like it would make everything all the more “real.” But now that I have one, a little one, I just want the whole kit and kaboodle, or my pre-baby belly, ‘cause this is-she-or-isn’t-she business isn’t my idea of fun. I’m not yet ready for maternity clothes and my regular clothes just don’t look the same. My remedy? Baggy shirts. Luckily, I’m typically a baggy shirt/layering-clothes kind of gal to begin with, but right now, they’re life-savers. Oversized flannels, loose fitting t-shirts, and big comfy sweaters (yay for winter!) are all my best friends at this juncture. With, of course, skinny jeans. I will wear skinny jeans — somehow, someway — until the moment I give birth. God willing. Oh, and heels don’t hurt either — even small ones — so I don’t feel, you know, too schlumpy. Before I know it, though, I’ll have a bump. A real one. I’m predicting sometime shortly after the holidays. And I’ll get to enjoy all the smiles and maternity clothes my heart can handle. Until then, though, it’s baggy shirt city. Frustrating baggy shirt city. How did you deal/dress during your “in between” stage of pregnancy? Image via Splash

title: “I Don T Look Pregnant Just Like I M Getting Fat” ShowToc: true date: “2024-09-26” author: “Charles Benton”

I’m at that weird in-between stage that everybody talks about. My clothes are growing snug. My stomach’s no longer flat. And I just don’t look like myself. But, still, strangers wouldn’t know I’m pregnant. And it’s getting frustrating. Getting dressed each day is getting interesting. This morning, I put on a sweater I hadn’t worn yet this year, a sweater that used to be kind of loose on me, and it was snug. Really snug. But still, I didn’t look like a pregnant woman. Just like a woman who ate way too much over the Thanksgiving holiday. I’ve been longing for a belly since I found out I was pregnant — I felt like it would make everything all the more “real.” But now that I have one, a little one, I just want the whole kit and kaboodle, or my pre-baby belly, ‘cause this is-she-or-isn’t-she business isn’t my idea of fun. I’m not yet ready for maternity clothes and my regular clothes just don’t look the same. My remedy? Baggy shirts. Luckily, I’m typically a baggy shirt/layering-clothes kind of gal to begin with, but right now, they’re life-savers. Oversized flannels, loose fitting t-shirts, and big comfy sweaters (yay for winter!) are all my best friends at this juncture. With, of course, skinny jeans. I will wear skinny jeans — somehow, someway — until the moment I give birth. God willing. Oh, and heels don’t hurt either — even small ones — so I don’t feel, you know, too schlumpy. Before I know it, though, I’ll have a bump. A real one. I’m predicting sometime shortly after the holidays. And I’ll get to enjoy all the smiles and maternity clothes my heart can handle. Until then, though, it’s baggy shirt city. Frustrating baggy shirt city. How did you deal/dress during your “in between” stage of pregnancy? Image via Splash

title: “I Don T Look Pregnant Just Like I M Getting Fat” ShowToc: true date: “2024-10-08” author: “Joe Shannon”

I’m at that weird in-between stage that everybody talks about. My clothes are growing snug. My stomach’s no longer flat. And I just don’t look like myself. But, still, strangers wouldn’t know I’m pregnant. And it’s getting frustrating. Getting dressed each day is getting interesting. This morning, I put on a sweater I hadn’t worn yet this year, a sweater that used to be kind of loose on me, and it was snug. Really snug. But still, I didn’t look like a pregnant woman. Just like a woman who ate way too much over the Thanksgiving holiday. I’ve been longing for a belly since I found out I was pregnant — I felt like it would make everything all the more “real.” But now that I have one, a little one, I just want the whole kit and kaboodle, or my pre-baby belly, ‘cause this is-she-or-isn’t-she business isn’t my idea of fun. I’m not yet ready for maternity clothes and my regular clothes just don’t look the same. My remedy? Baggy shirts. Luckily, I’m typically a baggy shirt/layering-clothes kind of gal to begin with, but right now, they’re life-savers. Oversized flannels, loose fitting t-shirts, and big comfy sweaters (yay for winter!) are all my best friends at this juncture. With, of course, skinny jeans. I will wear skinny jeans — somehow, someway — until the moment I give birth. God willing. Oh, and heels don’t hurt either — even small ones — so I don’t feel, you know, too schlumpy. Before I know it, though, I’ll have a bump. A real one. I’m predicting sometime shortly after the holidays. And I’ll get to enjoy all the smiles and maternity clothes my heart can handle. Until then, though, it’s baggy shirt city. Frustrating baggy shirt city. How did you deal/dress during your “in between” stage of pregnancy? Image via Splash