Today was like any other day. I actually felt like maybe I had grown slightly (I mean, I am 17 weeks today). Where did my panic moment come in? Well, I am a bridesmaid in my youngest sister's wedding next Saturday. I was fitted for my dress BEFORE I found out I was pregnant. So I tried on the dress a couple months ago, and it was actually kind of loose in the bodice (it's strapless, fitted at the top, and then bells out). I figured, what a perfect dress to wear when you're pregnant because the fitted portion is above your belly. Little did I know.
I had my mom send me the dress last week because I thought I might need to have it altered because it was too big. I finally got around to trying it on today, and let's just say it was a bit of a struggle to get it zipped. The good news is we did get it zipped (finally). The bad news is it is a little bit difficult to breath. I can just imagine being at the front of the church, struggling to breath, in 3 inch heels. Can't wait. It has always been a huge fear of mine to pass out in a wedding...hopefully that fear will not be realized.