Week 32: nothing fits anymore

Waist: 39.5 inches
Weight 138 lbs

Cravings: Beer again! Chocolate, lobster, mexican food (especially tortilla soup), ice cream and flavored popcorn.

This week has been a little bit frustrating due to my vanity. A couple of weeks ago, Doug told me that we would be going to a company dinner and that set a whole string of events into action.

What we planned to do: go out with other adults, eat a great meal and have a good time.

First, to find a babysitter. That wasn't too hard because our neighbors had hired one for the same evening and we could share. Great!

Second, what to wear. Well, I knew that I have a couple of outfits to wear. One nice full length black velvet dress, one three-quarters black chiffon dress and one beige and cream cocktail lace outfit. I was good to go.

What actually happened. It snowed and Finn got sick at school.
Now, most people wouldn't think that snow would cause so many problems for me, but it almost ended my nice evening out with my husband.

First, it took me over an hour and a half to get to Finn's pre-school to pick him up.
He was really lethargic and just not up to his usual happy-go-lucky self. He seemed better after an hour or so, but very mellow.

Second, as the snow continued to accumulate on the roads, I received word that our babysitter was cancelling for the evening because she would not be able to drive to our house. Argh!

Now I was in desperation mode. So, I called my neighbor Rosalyn who sometimes sits with Finnegan in the Summer and explained my dilemma. Thankfully, she was available and I could drop him off at her house as she was studying for a big exam. Whew!

Third, What to wear! As I started to put on my clothes, my choices started dwindling.
The lace outfit didn't fit, oh my gosh! I was too fat to wear my maternity outfit.
Then the black chiffon outfit didn't fit either. So, it was down to the black velvet ensemble which I knew fit just right and was actually the perfect outfit for the cold wintery evening.

As soon as Finn was settled in at Rosalyn's house I made a break for in my car hoping that the roads weren't too bad. To my good fortune the drive downtown was very quick and easy. Most people decided to stay home and the roads were clear.

When I finally met up with Doug he said that I looked very nice and that the dress made my belly look smaller. "Black is slimming," I said. Then we settled into a comfortable and enjoyable evening of good food and thought provoking conversation.

As I lay in my bed that night thinking of all the little things that happened during the day I was happy that it all worked out because we did have a nice time. It was very nice to see Doug socializing with his very smart and charming co-workers and it was treat for me to be part of an adult conversation where people listened to my comments.

With seven weeks to go I hope my "little black dress" will fit if we have anymore social events.