Audrey let me borrow a tank top this weekend. I was waiting in my car, picking her up at her house, and she ran out with a tank for me to put on.
It fit perfectly up top. The stomach? Wonderfully roomy.
Seriously, I was astonished at how much material gathered at my stomach.
“Wow, Tweightloss is really working for me!” I was thinking.
When I took the tank top off to shower that night, I glanced at the size.
It was a small. Score!
Then a particular word caught my eye…
Maternity. Motherhood Maternity, to be specific.
Well, it figures that after being pregnant for practically 4 years in a row, a maternity top would be most accessible to Audrey in her house.
It’s just too bad it had to be at the expense of my ego. 😉