Today I was brave.
Today I opened that drawer. I pulled them out. I carefully unfolded them. With trembling hands I held them as I slipped my feet in and pulled them up, up, up. Then came the true test. I slowly, ever so nervously, pulled up the zipper and fastened the button.
THEY FIT! HALLELUJAH!
As I danced around my bedroom and my toddler questioned my sanity I reveled in the wonder of old jeans. A wonder that only a new mother can appreciate! It only took 4 months. I haven’t worn a zipper clad pair of jeans in over a year, but I’m there finally. They fit, they fit, they fit!!!! Praise the Lord!
Good-bye maternity clothes!