Post Partum Vent

Okay, can I just say how much I loath shopping for jeans. I hate everything about it. My body is completely out of wack after 3 kids and my deepest fear is that it will never return. Now I didn't expect my baby weight to just fall off like it did after I had Halle, but a girl needs a wardrobe that doesn't consist primarily of sweats and elastic waist pants. So in attempts to remedy this problem I tackled the horrific task of jean shopping. I took all the necessary steps to make it as pleasant as possible. I left all 3 kids home with Tucker, I got in the car and found that perfect song on my ipod that you can't help but sing at the top of your lungs to (surprisingly, it wasn't a Hannah Montana or High School Musical song). I was feeling pretty good. I even got a front row parking spot. All signs pointed to a very good shopping experience. Well it wasn't! I went to 3 different stores, tried on no less than 10 pair of pants at each store and found nothing that looked even remotely socially acceptable. If that's not a reason to be thrown into the depths of postpartum depression, I don't know what is! Here is my problem, well problems...

1. Still have 15 lbs to lose.
2. Gained weight in places I've never gained weight before, thus resulting in not knowing how to shop for that perfect pair of jeans.
3. Being only 5'3" makes every pair of jeans approximately 5 inches too long.
4. My budget doesn't exactly have room for designer jeans that apparently make any body type look fabulous.
5. Don't want to spend major $$$ on a pair of pants that hopefully won't fit me in a couple months...wishful thinking, I know!

So after looking at all these problems and sitting in a dressing room at the Gap near tears, I picked up a pair of pants and walked to the cash register and bought them. They were still more than I wanted to pay for them, but at that point my 2 hour window that I'm allowed to go anywhere alone was gone. I drove home feeling really crappy about my shopping experience. I chose the most depressing music I could find (which is not easy when the majority of my music is geared towards a 4 yr old girl!) and vowed I'd never go jean shopping again...well atleast not until I lose that 15 lbs. Maybe I never will. If that's the case, I guess I'll be wearing that same pair of jeans every day. Don't worry, I'll TRY to wash them every once in a while.

Okay...vent over!