Some mornings when getting dressed I ransack Hubby's drawers (get your mind outa the gutter) for something to wear. If you haven't heard (or read), I'm heavier than my normal. Thank you pregnancy! Well, it's really me stuffing my face with chocolate.
I only borrow tops from Hubby. I haven't yet been desperate to borrow pants. Okay, I am. But I still won't do it.
This morning, from his drawers, I pulled out a.......(get your mind outta the gutter).....black cotton long sleeve top with a half zipper in front. It's not a hoody or a sweetshirt. But anyway, it fits me, a little on the big side. But if anyone comments about it being loose on me. I'll just say I lost weight :-) I put on a t-shirt (mine - yes, it's a bit tight) and left his top on the bed to wear right before I go out.
I'm running around getting Critter and his bag ready when Hubby comes out of the bedroom dressed to go to work.
"HEY!!!! I took that out so I CAN wear it." I said looking at Hubby wearing my (okay his - but mine for the day) top. Did Hubby think I pulled it out for him to wear? I've NEVER laid out Hubby's clothes nor do I ever want or intend to.
"You can wear it. I'll find something else." I told him as if I was giving him permission to wear his own clothes.
He went back into the bedroom changed into another top, which actually would have looked better on me.
Most pregnant and new moms wear their husbands clothes, especially T-shirts.
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