We've been having mid-80s temperatures these past few days, which I am emotionally unprepared for. The fans are out of the garage, the thermostat has been flipped from heat to cool, and I'm suddenly realizing I have no shorts or tank tops to get me through our ridiculously hot summer. Last summer, I was complaining about how difficult it was to find maternity clothes I liked, but now I'm faced with a whole new body to try to dress. I'm still carrying around a little more weight than my pre-pregnancy body, and my chest is--well, I really just don't have words to describe what's going on there. I'm wondering why I was ever complaining about having to dress my pregnant body or my pre-pregnancy body.
The lesson: The good news is that whatever I think is a problem now will not always be a problem. The bad news is that it will be replaced by a whole new set of problems.