Someone told me once that they looked at their post-baby body as an amazing vehicle to bring life to a baby. That the sags, bulges, and lines were memories of sustaining another life. Or maybe I read it in a magazine. Anyway, I thought it then, and I think it now: y e a h, r i g h t. What I'm thinking is, what the heck happened?. Why does the same number of pounds look so drastically different at 20 than 30?.
Summer is here and this is the first one in 3 years that I haven't been pregnant or nursing. The swimsuit parameters have definitely changed. Clearly, the sun has set on the bikini phase. Buying a swimsuit, pretty much like buying regular clothes, has me totally baffled these days. If it doesn't have an empire waist or elastic waistband, I am in over my head. Post-babies, I have lost my sense of style (not that I was an icon before:). This was confirmed to me last week in Macy's....I was checking out a shirt I thought was so cute, when my hand touched the veiny, wrinkled hand of a geriatric woman...trying to find her size in said shirt. I cannot be trusted.
This, coupled with G's proclamations of "momma, your stomach is squishy!"(children keep you humble, right?) have left me in fear and trembling of the dreaded swimsuit . All this leads me to my question.....
The "swim mini": a viable option for post-baby 30 something, or totally-dorky-mumu-like swim dress?