Saturday, July 18, 2009

When Nothing Fits

Posted by Tracy Wainwright at 11:14 AM
Have you ever noticed that sometimes it's the little things that are super frustrating? Even when bigger things are going on, there are plenty of other things for me to be concerned (not worried) and pray about, I still walk in my closet and get disgusted at the lack of real choices. Don't get me wrong, there's plenty in there. But nothing fits. I always forget how frustrating this time is with my body and clothes. It's what I like to call the 4th trimester.

This is just one of the little frustrations of life that can take over. Although irritating, it's best for my own health and sanity to take it in perspective. The 4th trimester is the result of a small sacrifice (9 months really is a short time, no matter how uncomfortable or exhausting) for a beautiful, healthy addition to my life. A little more time and some hard work to get back into my clothes really aren't a big deal in the scheme of things. As aggravating as it is to find something to wear without repeating the same things dozens of times, I know that I can choose not to let it get to me. Instead, I can remember how many women went through a pregnancy but didn't go home with a healthy baby. I can remember how many people in this world don't have enough clothes to protect them from the elements on a daily basis. And I can remember that part of the reason my clothes don't fit is because I've never had to want for food. When I remember those things, it's not so bad to walk into my closet each morning.

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Saturday, July 18, 2009

When Nothing Fits

Have you ever noticed that sometimes it's the little things that are super frustrating? Even when bigger things are going on, there are plenty of other things for me to be concerned (not worried) and pray about, I still walk in my closet and get disgusted at the lack of real choices. Don't get me wrong, there's plenty in there. But nothing fits. I always forget how frustrating this time is with my body and clothes. It's what I like to call the 4th trimester.

This is just one of the little frustrations of life that can take over. Although irritating, it's best for my own health and sanity to take it in perspective. The 4th trimester is the result of a small sacrifice (9 months really is a short time, no matter how uncomfortable or exhausting) for a beautiful, healthy addition to my life. A little more time and some hard work to get back into my clothes really aren't a big deal in the scheme of things. As aggravating as it is to find something to wear without repeating the same things dozens of times, I know that I can choose not to let it get to me. Instead, I can remember how many women went through a pregnancy but didn't go home with a healthy baby. I can remember how many people in this world don't have enough clothes to protect them from the elements on a daily basis. And I can remember that part of the reason my clothes don't fit is because I've never had to want for food. When I remember those things, it's not so bad to walk into my closet each morning.

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