Magic Pants

Have you heard of “Magic Pants?” If you read Clemson Girl’s Blog then of course you have. If not on my side part I have a link to her blog, so read up on them. Magic pants are in reality black pj pants from target that you have to buy online by Gillian and O’Malley. The pants are cute, and they could work for lounging around, working out, but Clemson Girl braves them out in public with cute shirts/sweaters. They are black pants after all so you can get away with it I guess, or at least Clemson Girl can!
So after reading about said Magic Pants, I gave in ‘cause I am a follower like that, and ordered some. Hey there were cheap, and I tend to love anything from Target. I have to say I love them. I wore them at home around the house , and then I tried to be all brave like Clemson Girl, and wear them to work last week. I have worn crazier things. You have to understand, I was pregnant for almost 27 consecutive months. That’s over two years being pregnant guys. I didn’t really put much thought into how I looked, and I broke a lot of dress code rules with lots of flip flop wearing, heck I even wore slippers one day hoping people would think I was being fashionable, and think they were really short Uggs. Even now I will throw in the occasional jean wearing. I know I know … how unprofessional? But I spend a great deal of my time sitting on my behind at a desk, so some days it really doesn’t matter what I look like. Hey today I am rocking a cute dress, pany hose, and some hooker boots, so don’t judge me, I make effort on some days… Some days I just don’t care.
So back to my story, I decided to wear them to work ala Clemson Girl style. I wore a yellow sweater with them, so I was looking a little like a bumble bee, and feeling self conscious cause they are pj pants after all. Anyways, no one said a word to me at work at first, so I feeling sneaky and comfy. I was out on the patient floor making some rounds, and a nurse looks over at me who has known me since I started working there 5 year ago, and say “Hey Robyn, you got your fat pants on or what?” I then turned 5 shades of red. She didn’t think they were pj pants, she actually thought they were a pair of pants that I wore when I first started working that I wore a lot, as I was 50lbs heavier (and I wasn’t even prego) Yeah I had like two pairs of pants that fit back then, and I guess those pants reminded her of that. But it made me remember the fat years, and made me completely embarrassed. I wanted to make it clear that these weren’t the fat pants, so I called myself out and announced they were pj pants, and size mediums so there! I hate reminders of the fatness. I still have a way to go, but the numbers are scale are sure as heck better then they were a few years ago…