We’re leaving for vacation this weekend. We’re celebrating my birthday with our family at the beach. I seriously can’t wait!
Excitement aside, that means I had to find a maternity bathing suit…in a size Medium…in August. You can imagine how successful this endeavor was. I did manage to find two tolerable suits to get me through the week.
I leave Destination Maternity with a lighter wallet and a little heavier heart after realizing my teeny-bikini days are on hold at least until next summer. (I’m trying to be positive here people!) So imagine my mindset when I step into Forever 21.
They have a maternity line there now. It’s cute, and surprisingly not just made for the girls on that Teen Mom show. I’ve only seen the clothes online, but I thought I’d wade my way through the Miley Cyrus/Selena Gomez wannabe attire to see if I could find it. I couldn’t. I see a woman who works there and I walk back to the dressing room to ask her where their maternity clothes are.
Me: “Excuse me, do you carry the Forever 21 maternity line here?”
Her: ”Ummm, no. I don’t think so. But, we have plus-sizes over there.”
She pointed to one end of the store, but my gaze did not follow her finger. Instead, I looked at her mouth, the source of those words. I so badly wanted to SOCK MY FIST RIGHT IN THAT MOUTH! But, because I figure assault charges aren’t very becoming of anyone, let alone a pregnant woman, I refrained. I let my eyes take in this woman’s whole face.
It was then I realized she wasn’t a woman at all. She was just a 16 or 17 year old girl. Okay, she can’t help that she’s so effing stupid. So, I thought I’d educate her as politely as I could.
Me: ”Right, but I’m pregnant, so Plus Size wouldn’t fit. Maternity clothes have a completely different fit. They also carry Plus-Sized-Maternity lines of clothes at some stores. You’re body is just different when you’re pregnant and you need different clothes.”
Her: ”Oh, okay.”