I’ve started to hit that irksome in-between stage where my old clothes no longer fit. If I had simply gained weight outside of pregnancy I would be at the “muffin-top” stage. But since the uterus doesn’t really “muffin-top,” tummy winds up feeling pressured and uncomfortable. It’s like if you were in perfect shape trying to fit into a size four, but your hips make you a six. Or if you’re Michelle Pfeiffer trying to fit into your cat-woman costume.
I’m too sexy for my air.
Pride and Pregnancy 