Another one bites the dust

There goes one more pair of pants I won't be able to wear again until after I give birth. Seth seems to kick extra hard in protest when my pants are too tight, like today. I'm down to 3 pairs of paints suitable for work, possibly 2. And my rib cage is expanding too, making my bras work a little harder than usual. I don't know what I was thinking buying a 36 when I was already on the last hook! Ugh!