Equity does not exist in households where women make more!

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Mom with kids on vacation "Female breadwinners face a much higher risk for burnout, infidelity, and divorce."  When She Makes More ,  Farnoosh Torabi Prince is one of my favorite artists. And, I think that it is genius that the beginning of his famous song, "Let's go crazy" mimics a marriage ceremony. It makes you wonder whether he was suggesting that marriage itself was a path to insanity. If you have forgotten the beginning, here you go, "Dearly beloved, We are gathered here today, To get through this thing called "life" Electric word, life, It means forever and that's a mighty long time, But I'm here to tell you  There's something else..." He writes the afterworld in the blank. However, a recent study suggests that "marriage" could be inserted in its place, especially marriage for high earning women. 
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Now that I am pregnant, everyone in the world seems so skinny…

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Perhaps it’s the summer or just coincidence, but it seems as I have been expanding everyone else has been shrinking. For the past two months I have been wearing dresses to accommodate my ever growing belly without looking like I am wearing a tent. And all of the other girls in the world have developed an affection, and the body, for skinny jeans.


While I am incredibly happy about the reason for my expanding girth, and cannot wait to meet my baby, I still miss being one of the sexy girls (at least in my own mind). I miss viewing the sidewalk as my personal catwalk where I could sashay and be noticed by my imaginary paparazzi. I miss getting looks of lust instead of the looks of protection that men now give me because I am still wearing heels well into my third trimester. I can see them praying that I don’t topple over in front of them forcing them to be chivalrous.

Given the miracle that I am experiencing, it seems incredibly shallow to lament my old figure. However, I can’t help it. Truthfully, I could get over being the biggest person in the room and losing my place as a sex object (even if I was only viewed that way by the bums outside of my office) especially since I get to eat what I want and I have cleavage for the first time in my life. However, I have not been able to get used to my new limited wardrobe.

True confession, I miss my clothes!!!

Not being able to fit into my own clothes has been an almost insurmountable challenge. I have carefully stocked my closets so that I am prepared for any event at a moments notice. Not being able to fit into my clothes has been sheer torture. And while I have enjoyed my pregnancy, I miss having choices. I am tired of wearing the same ten dresses, five t-shirts, and two pairs of shorts. And while I know that accessories can change any outfit, I am painfully aware that the black dress that I wore last Thursday is the same one that I am wearing tomorrow even if I change my necklace.

Seriously though, I should stop whining. There are many advantages of being the pregnant girl. Strangers smile, open doors, and give me random compliments. I also have an excuse to sample every dessert that’s offered to me. Perhaps that’s another reason why I can’t fit into my clothes…

Oh well, I am hopeful that one day I will re-join the ranks of the skinny girls. I just hope that my clothes will still be in style then!
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Anonymous said…
the honesty of this was CUTE. glad you're enjoying the journey...
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