SPC: Wardrobe Week #2

I broke down and bought a maternity winter coat. I'm weirdly stubborn about not spending a lot of money on mat clothes. As much as I very much want this baby, I think I'm in denial over the fact that I'm entering the final four months of my pregnancy. When I was pregnant with Ruby (who was a February baby, so the pregnancy followed a similar time line to this one) I refused to buy a winter coat. I instead borrowed an a-line dress coat from my mother. Because of the a-line cut, it fit over my belly, but I felt ridiculous wearing this huge swinging coat everywhere I went. As I road the streetcar and subway to work I really looked like a Dickens-esque street urchin -- it was very silly. To make matters worse, I just looked large, not pregnant, so I couldn't even get people to give up their seats on transit when I really needed them. It was not one of my finer moments in fashion.

I was going to try to get away with sassy sweater coats this time, but I've come to terms with the fact that I now live in Calgary, not Toronto, and it gets colder here. Plus, as my friend Kathy gently pointed out the other day, even though I'm due mid-March, I will probably need a winter coat here through April and, ahem, I may still be wearing mat. clothes through the spring (she just gave birth to her second child a couple of weeks ago, so she's entitled to make such observations). So, I saw this number in the Old Navy maternity section the other day and I returned to the mall yesterday to buy it. Because it's Old Navy, it was, like, $50. Which means it's also not the warmest thing in the world, but it'll do. It's cute and the lining has deers on it. That's good enough for me.

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