That was a bad choice

Tights. Don't ask me what possessed me to wear them. Oh wait, I wanted to wear a dress because I thought it was the lazy way out of putting on paints, but I didn't feel like shaving (not to mention I can't reach my ankles without having a stroke). So tights seemed perfectly logical. Except for the fact that I bought them early in my pregnancy and now it appears they are less tights and just tight. As is the case with all bad clothing decisions, you never discover the severity of the situation until you are away from your house and the safety of your closet, and aside from the aerobic endeavor it took to get them on, I seemed to be OK until I got to work.
Then, my tights decided they were far more comfortable hanging out around my thighs, which resulted in my waddling even worse than I have been for the last month. Not to mention they are making my belly itch so bad. So now, I will spend the rest of the day yanking them & trying to scratch my stomach through 3 layers of clothes all because I didn't want to wear pants. Let this be a lesson: stay away from the tights.

Don't let this ad fool you, I call bullshit on this entire picture. 1.) Why is she smiling? She's far enough along that she is most likely sore, tired, and miserable and 2.) No pregnant woman can cross her legs at the knees.