On our way to a dinner party this weekend, Mike grabbed my coat for me. But it was the wrong coat. It was my "big girl" coat from over 10 years ago. Not only was I heavier when I bought it, I was still living in Kansas, wearing big sweaters and college sweatshirts under this coat. In Phoenix, people throw on a coat over a thin t-shirt, not a bulky sweater.
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When I put it on to sit around the fire in the backyard with the group, it was huge - even post-pardum. Then I got an idea. Do I look a little pregnant in this picture?
Oh, there's a baby in there, all right. But he's ON my tummy, not IN it. I decided to tuck Jason inside the coat and zip him up (with room at the top for him to breathe, of course) so he would stay warm. It worked like a charm.
I literally just unzipped my coat for that picture. He stayed in there for over two hours, snug as a bug in a rug. Who needs a sling???
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When I put it on to sit around the fire in the backyard with the group, it was huge - even post-pardum. Then I got an idea. Do I look a little pregnant in this picture?
Oh, there's a baby in there, all right. But he's ON my tummy, not IN it. I decided to tuck Jason inside the coat and zip him up (with room at the top for him to breathe, of course) so he would stay warm. It worked like a charm.
I literally just unzipped my coat for that picture. He stayed in there for over two hours, snug as a bug in a rug. Who needs a sling???
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Genius!
And he looks completely adorable too.
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