This has been a staple of my preggo pj wardrobe. Itís my only regular shirt that actually (sort of) covers my belly. You canít find this stuff at Mimi Maternity, let me tell you. Actually, I have no idea. I have never stepped a foot in Mimi Maternity.
Anyway, in an attempt to lift the grumpiness, I blew my hair out today and wore it down. It seems to have worked. (Ponytails can be depressing, you see.) Plus, wearing the mop down helped to disguise my newly acquired zit. Iíve had stellar skin throughout this pregnancy. Why now am I cursed? Not cool.
To get you in the mood for baby, I invite you to look at these beautiful twin babies.
They belong to a friend of a friend. Could they be cuter?