Wednesday, July 01, 2009

Its sickening

I know I don't talk about the P-word an awful lot on here.

Several reasons.


One is that, while this blog is "all about me" and satisfies the navel-gazing portion of my needs wants, this whole thing isn't just about me - that, and the navel will be getting that much closer and shallower and oh my heck, have you seen how HUGE women get while pregnant and there is no "get out of jail free" card and - heck, I am hyperventilating on that whole aspect now, and we are NOWHERE near half way.


Another is that the biggest issue I have at the moment is outerwear - well, that and underwear.

One of the immense downsides of having a 10 year gap between the firstborn and the lastborn with no otherborns in between is that you don't tend to hold on to the absolutely devastatingly heartbreaking draperies stylish maternity wear from the last go around. Yes, even despite the fact that maternity wear is maternity wear is maternity wear and no era is ever going to date tents and muu-muus.

I have attempted to overcome the huge gap between what I got and what I need in the whole cover myself, keep warm and (yes, insert maniacal laughter now) look stylish short-term goal in my life.

Guess what?

Ab-so-lute-ly sweet FA (soccer term for those who don't know the meaning, Mum).

There are not a huge range of shopping options available to me in the nearby big smoke.

Yes, there are chain stores. Do you know where you find maternity wear in chain stores? There are generally two options.

One is in the oversize section. I know there is a rumour that some stores have it BESIDE the oversize section, but really, it looks like the oversize section, fits like the oversize section and in fact, well how about that, it is the oversize section.

Not that I have anything against the oversize section, in fact, I am feeling more and more empathy for the oversize section by the day. There was a day when someone once injected style into the oversize section, I believe. However, there is a conspiracy that is no equating those who frequent the oversize section with a lot of negative words, starting with the letter "oh" and ending with the expletive "my goodness, it is all YOUR fault" and they are being punished with tents and muumuus.

The other is in the sporting section. Oh yes, you think, very sporting behaviour must have got you there but in fact it is a sinister plot, designed to make you feel like you should buy chocolate and trashy magazines so you can go home, do a bit of weeping and gnashing and read about celebrity folk what get knocked up and pare down within hours, so I too can go on a bikini shoot before 2009 is out.

The really, really nasty store designers go for the double-whammy and actually put it between the oversize section AND the sporting section.

And really, the choice you have on the - if you are extremely lucky - two racks of maternity wear? Your choice is black trackpants (heck, maybe even two styles), black leggings, ugly jeans with three inches of blue ribbing around the top for expansion, black stretch tops in a variety of two styles and tshirts. Personally, I love a bit of black in my wardrobe but I am looking for things to wear OUTSIDE of the house - say to work type things - there is only so much gothic you can get away with in an office in nearby big smoke.

And then there is the "speciality boutiques" - must be said with the assistance of marbles in the mouth, because it stops your heart being there when you see the price they expect people to part with just for - you guessed it - black trackpants, ugly jeans with three inches of blue ribbing around the top for expansion and black stretch tops - sure, there may be one or two extra bits of lace around the trim but so not worth the extra $50 - the extra $50 on an already inflated price at the chain stores.

Finally you have the op shops. I was once an op shop queen - but that was back in the day when the realm of op shop actually held bargains and were worthy of reigning. I hate to whinge (lord, how you all know how much I hate to whinge) but in nearby big smoke the op shop options are a long, long way from the realms of my 20s - in style, quality AND price - okay, in geography too.

Have a wild guess where the maternity section is in the op shops? That would be in their oversize section - and lordy, I do feel for those who have to frequent the oversize section of the op shops here, because it would seem that every polyester twin-suit created with a complete lack of taste fill the racks, and I am yet to actually find anything maternity on the racks despite the advice from the volunteers that man the stores.

And as for underwear - my 3 bra rule still remains unbroken, despite actually venturing into a travelling bra sale on the weekend in the faint hope that the hype of "nothing over $30", "1,000s of bras" and "to fit all sizes and shapes" would conspire into giving me lift and support for less than a limb.

Where is that maniacal laugh button again?

The only thing I came out of such a sale with was the lesson relearned that you don't wear a dress bra shopping, due to placement of fitting room, communal nature of said fitting room and the fact that while you may have trawled through the 1,000s of bras, the only thing close to what you may want is only available in pale peach, costs a smidge above their "nothing over" promise and is uncomfortable as hell when you finally declothe in said communal fitting room with only a brief curtain between you and the hordes is so darned uncomfortable it makes your least favourite of the 3 bras feel welcome when you redress.


And the final reason that I don't over-pregnify the blog is that I have relative who is also on this journey. No, not the relative you all know and love (I have other relatives) but one we will call, for the purposes of this blog, Curly.

Curly has been along the track three times previous - and the end results are beautiful - however, while I have the awe of expansion of girth and am otherwise hale and sickeningly hearty in pregnancy, her journeys are not quite so serene.

In fact, poor Curly has already spent more than a few hours in her local hospital being pumped with fluids because her body is of the opinion that the presence of the unborn should cause a negative equation in the whole things going in and things going out ratio.

Given that each of the three times has had this as a large factor at play for the majority of the 9 months, me singing about how I am all glowing and have never felt better is probably going to make her throw up (like she needs the excuse).


So the upshot is, 17 weeks down, oh my goodness only another 24 weeks or so of galloping towards the inevitable in an ever decreasing wardrobe and can't complain (well, not enough to blog about it incessantly, anyway).

13 comments:

Bush Babe said...

Oh classic, dear sister... as only you can describe! Whenever I ponder the various upsides of treading the 'p'road again, the lack of available maternity wear is among the looming list of 'are you crazy?' arguments against the idea!!!

Am still giggling at Curly's blogname!!! (Sorry Curly!)
:-)
BB

Debby said...

Oh, golly. I wish that I could kidnap you and bring you shopping here. All kind of maternity clothes at our Op Shop. Plus they are having a 29 cent sale. (I bought two pairs of pants with the tags still on them. This stuff is not junk.) It's become my new favorite thing. I take a dollar and treat myself to a new outfit.

This has been an unpaid endorsement of our local thrift shop. Jeanie? You're throwing up? Jeanie? Are you sick?

Sarah Lulu said...

Lots of scarves ....over your growing belly?

I have a 12 year gap from top to bottom with my children ...so I do remember it!

Jayne said...

I found the classic 3 man tent served me well for formal dinners, church services and casual gardening attire ;)

rhubarbwhine said...

Oh no. Wish I could help, but my last girth explosion due to a baby was 12 years ago, so no help. Of course, I do have to deal with *another* type of girth explosion, but would rather not talk about that one. Pass the timtams...

Leenie said...

Sorry, can't help--a few thousand miles away and a couple of decades away from the P word. Sort of like rhubarbwine only worse. Hang in there. The way you are going you will have a beautiful baby and and your beautiful body back in no time.

•´.¸¸.•¨¯`♥.Trish.♥´¯¨•.¸¸.´• said...

so prefectly described ...over sized.
OH I remember so well even 3 yrs ago.*sigh*

Don't forget you might need to wear them *cough* afterwards for a few weeks too.

Mine were ugly but comfortable ...those who mind (what you blog about) don't matter , those who don't mind ..matter more (mind them and keep us updated).

It is a wonderful journey to share the highs , lows and girth of it all.

Grab a couple of V's shirts -it is a popular suggestion ;)

Ebay ?

wow 17 wks already.

ELIZABETH said...

Just let the old t-shirts stretch. I'm sure all the celebs are letting their belly buttons show so go for it girl!

le @ thirdontheright said...

my best preggie stuff came from the weekend shopper out of the Courier Mail ... $90 for about 20 items ... plus bras bought off ebay from america ... a girls gotta do what a girls gotta do - le xoxo

Rootietoot said...

When I was pregnant, I had 3 denim jumpers (homemade) that I rotated around with assorted blouses underneath. By the time the baby was born I was heartily sick of them, but they were loose, comfortable and cheap (4 yards of 60" wide fabric) and easy to make(a front, a back, and some facing). We were too poor to afforc clothes from the store at that time, and I couldn't countenence actually paying big money for clothes I'd only wear for 4 or 5 months.

Widdle Shamrock said...

I was just thinking about you and the 'P' word, wondering how you were doing.

Thank you for blogging about it.

My maternity clothes, became my normal daily wear :( And I so agree, the large section is quite unflattering.

Fingers crossed and prayers for "Curly".

jeanie said...

Bushbabe - I have a lot of "are you crazy"s on my list, just wasn't consulting it when chosing this path at the time!

debby - ah, if only there were a few 29 cent flights I would BE THERE!!!

sarah lulu - he he I remember the draperies I did last time around, I am far more conservative (read old) these days. That and colder!!

Jayne - he he he very good extrapolation!

rhubarbwhine - see, my order was baby stretch, tt stretch and back again (or in tandem)...

leenie - thank you for your lovely words.

trish - I would grab V's shirts but most of them have some bricklaying company or other advertised on the back - that and he is pretty lank and so I would stretch them out!!

elizabeth - this celebrity already has too much pre-baby belly to dance it in public!

le - ebay may be worth a shot, actually.

rootie - am seriously contemplating dusting off the machine for a few options. lol jumpers over her are not what you call jumpers (pullovers), so had to think hard about a denim variety!

ws - I am not wrong in thinking there was a week once where they weren't so bad, am I?

Woman in a Window said...

I remember both the frump that I was when I was pregnant and the beautiful sweep of my bare belly under hand. Just remember, in spite of the bad midrif bands and oversized tops, there is a glow peaking through. And yes, we like to hear about it. As natural and everyday as pregnancy can be, it is magic. It is.

Now rub that beautiful bare belly!