So, when do you buy new pants? I've been semi-dieting and working out almost daily for a month now, and every time I stand up my pants try to go bond with my ankles. And while I'm actually really happy with my weight right now (about two pounds up from pre-first-pregnancy weight), I am still interested in having a slightly different body shape (I'm looking at you now, flabby belly. And you too, thighs. And don't think you can just hide around the back there and escape notice, fat ass) so I expect those ongoing efforts will take me down another couple of pounds. So when do you go buy new pants?
Sure, theoretically I could just wear the pants I wore before I got pregnant, but a) no way in hell, and b) they are all five year old work pants.
In other news, I bought a bunch of new t-shirts this week (hey fellow long-torso'd ladies, check out Target's double layer t-shirts) and have vowed to stop wearing maternity t-shirts. (Shut up, they're long enough to cover the flabby belly while hurling a 25 pound toddler over your head repeatedly.) I know you are all so proud of me.