postpartum pants

Oh
My
Goodness
Grace ... when you were pregnant that's all you rattled and rambled and rambled ... on and on and ON about and now that we are safely on the other side of the delivery room ... you and the postpartum prattle are inseparable.

True. It's true. You just have to take it or leave it around here .... I like to think that I'm all kinds of introspective and circumspect about life in general but ... nope. It's mainly kids and diaper contents and wardrobe woes these days. I'll move on at some point ... gird your surprised face for that fancy day in the near or distant future.

So.

so, so, so. I mentioned that Blythe had blogged about some magical postpartum jeans and all it took was one of Gap's 40% off sale events (that happen about as often as I have to walk a diaper outside to the big trashcan so ... allthetime ... ) for me to pull the copycat trigger. But! not before I rapid fire texted her a million questions about the size situation. I also read a lot of the reviews and a lot of people said to order a whole size down because the fit was so "huge". So I ordered a whole size up from my regular Gap size because ... girl pregnancies are not kind to this bod. Not kind at all.

And then they came! And I could barely get them buttoned. Barely. Climbing stairs was also completely out of the question. Blythe assured me that they stretch quickly and easily and that she "needed a belt for hers by the end of the day" ..... which was about as reassuring as hearing a loud crash from somewhere in the house and Julia hollering out, "don't worry! everysing is just fine!" ... while Sebastian yells, "no spanking, please!!" ... super duper reassuring.

Anyway .. I gave them a few days and lots of hours of wear around the house and they've stretched a bit ...

Yes, I rock wedges around the house. No, I don't ... but I just found them under Julia's bed {along with every Costco receipt ever - I'll need to dedicate a post to her hoarding problem soon and very soon} and thought they looked a lot better than my usual mom hooves. And my glasses from Firmoo.

And so ... postpartum pants. I dig them ... and I'll dig them more in a few weeks when I'll be reaching for a belt, I'm sure. Smiles. Big smiles.

And would you look at this ...

Drew gave birth to a baby girl the day before Phoebe was born (I think! From what I've read on lots of gossipy websites ... my notsosecret vice) and look what she was rocking at 3 weeks postpartum the other day ...

via eOnline's gram account ... a legal (?) screenshot for you to enjoy

Drew ... don't be shy. If you're a closet reader of the Camp or The Fike Life .... there's no need to be ashamed. We're so happy to have you aboard.

Also! I was super tempted to type all about my thoughts on postpartum body ish but then I remembered I already did that over here on Madeline's blog. It's fun .. I promise.

And if you have any magical postpartum clothing that you'd like to tell me about ... I'm all blinkless eyes. My yogas are about to go on strike and I can't say that I'll have the energy to even think about stopping them.