All week I’ve been eyeing the cardigan looks popping up through a link up thinking “why can’t I look pulled together?” And really why can’t I?
I’ve struggled with this body pretty much since I found out I was pregnant. At my last doctor’s appointment a nurse commented “are you sure you’re only 9 weeks? You look much bigger!” At 11 weeks a coworker sneered: “those pants won’t fit you much longer”. Even though I went public early to avoid people scrutinizing my belly (and the fact my face remained a sickly green for weeks at a time), I forgot announcing a pregnancy is an open invitation to scrutiny. I lived in jeans and a grey oversized chunky knit cardigan for weeks, trying to hide. Not overly professional and not overly me.
So this week I’m trying. I’m still skewing more casual and comfortable than I would like to. But I’ve decided if people are going to talk, I might as well give them something to talk about.
Welcome back colour. Welcome back Cara. I’ve missed you.