"... a pair of jeans that fit just right ..."

Chicken Fry has a theme song, and it goes a little something like this ...

So if you agree, have a drink with me
Raise your glasses for a toast

To a little bit of chicken fried
Cold beer on a Friday night
A pair of jeans that fit just right
And the radio up

Well, I've seen the sunrise
See the love in my woman's eyes
Feel the touch of a precious child
And know a mother's love

Well, I knew this day would come sooner or later, but why did it have to come so soon?!? ;) What day is that you might ask ... why, the day when not a single pair of my old pants fit no matter how hard I try, tightly I squeeze, or intensely I pull ... Maternity Pants day of course! I have a love/hate relationship with my maternity pants already. I hate them in that they are not very flattering and clearly labeled maternity pants. I love them in that I can eat anything I want and enjoy EVERY SINGLE moment of it ;) So far I have two pairs - one pair of jeans and one pair of black pants from Gap Maternity. They are both still a little big on me (which is a good thing - believe me), so there is definitely plenty of room to grow ;)

Until then ... Christmas dinner here I come!

P.S. Pants look WAY CUTER on non-pregnant model than they do on the real deal ;)