Dear Hendrix, you can start playing Foxy Lady now.

Here I am about to enter the 9th week of my second pregnancy and I realized an incredible byproduct of being bumpified is fabulous body image. Gone are all my non-pregnancy neurosis regarding thigh circumference, and butt wideness. In their place is a euphoria of hotness and self-acceptance. I can recall this happening when I was pregnant with the Little Guy too. Aside from the inevitable periodic nausea which makes everything lame, I sailed into my first trimester feeling like one hot mama. The hot mama syndrome continued until almost the end of my 8th month, after which I just felt like a dirigible full of lead with a pumpkin face.
Just to prove my point, yesterday I hit the mall with my mom and L.G. specifically looking for a pair of body skimming, leg snuggling 'skinny' jeans. I should probably point out that BEFORE yesterday non-pregnant me was still in denial that jeans styles had begun to shy away from ginormous bell bottoms. Skinny jeans scared me with their no holds barred sleekness that threatened to show the world exactly how many cookies I had eaten between lunch and breakfast.
BUT BUT BUT...the truth is that this was not my first search for skinny jeans. When I was pregnant with L.G. I can remember being in Motherhood and saying to the girl "Don't you have any NON bell bottoms?" She firmly rebuffed me by saying that no pregnant girl would be caught dead in skinny jeans. I couldn't understand it. I felt so confident and hot. Why on earth would I want to hide that inside giant swaths of denim? She then shoved me towards tent-like shirts and jeans with bottoms so belled that they could have rung in liberty for every single nation on earth and had room left for a few extra planets or possibly whole solar systems. I was unthrilled, but that was all there was so I got a few pairs to last the winter and went on with my life. Even GAP maternity had yet to hop on the skinny jeans for pregnant girls trend, so sadly I wore bell bottoms all through my pregnancy with L.G.
Now, CUE TRUMPET FANFARE!!!! Apparently something amazing has happened in the last 14 months because yesterday at the mall there were skinny maternity jeans EVERYWHERE!!! YEAH!!!! They had them at GAP and they were adorable BUT the prices were not adorable. In fact, I'd be more inclined to call the prices insane. Look, I'm all about fashion, but I'm also all about sales and $40.00 on sale is not my idea of affordable. Sorry Gap, but you lose. I did find this totally adorable black t-shirt for six bucks and purchased it happily, but the jeans stayed firmly on their trendy beechwood hangers flaunting their ridiculous price tags. My mom and I were slightly defeated but not for long. I said to her "Hey, maybe Motherhood has got with the program and isn't so lame anymore." She said it was worth a try and we busted a move up onto the second floor to check it out. HOORAY! They had skinny jeans!!!! With the secret fit belly that I so adore. Ahhhhhhhhh. I put a pair on and came out of the dressing room waiting for the mom critique with trepidation. (personally I liked what I saw in the dressing room mirror, but what I see and what another person sees is not always the same) She looked me all over and then a huge smile broke out over her face. "They look great on you! And they make your butt look really cute." she said. WOOOO! I did a little pregnant girl dance of joy. See, my mom NEVER lies. Never. Especially about how you look. She's a bit brutally honest about that, so I knew they looked good.
To recap, I now have a new sleek black t-shirt AND sexy skinny jeans in which to enrobe my bump to be and I am one happy girl.
Now I'm thinking maybe I ought to get some regular skinny jeans to wear AFTER the baby comes. You know? I mean, why stop being hot just because the baby arrived? Hopefully my confidence stays intact even without a bun in the oven. :)