I did something I swore I would not do.  I bought pants.  Pants of a more “relaxed” nature.

You see, last pregnancy around, I swore I would not buy new clothes.  I would fit into my old clothes or else goshdarnit.  Even if it meant wearing my maternity pants for 5 months straight and then uncomfortably squeezing into my “real” pants.  So that’s what I did.

Fast forward to post-second pregnancy.  I am so sick of maternity pants.  Full panels are hot.  It is hot outside.  Thankfully weight has come off.  But if I’m going to make it back sooner rather than later, I’m going to have to put down the ice cream.  And I really don’t want to.  It is hot outside.

I’ve also been feeling wardrobe deprived.  I went with a pretty hyper-minimalist approach on pregnancy clothing.  This is an exaggeration, but I feel like I could count on both hands and a foot the number of things I bought.  This means I feel like I haven’t bought new clothes in forever.  I’ve been reading a lot of AintNoMomJeans (recently rebranded TheMomEdit).  I love her style.  It made me miss clothes.  I have about 50 shopping tabs open that are making my computer impossible to restart.

So I took a baby step.  An inexpensive baby step.  I have been buying less Old Navy these days on my quest for quality over quantity.  But it seemed like a good place to go for low commitment.  I bought these pants.  And these.  And I’ve been rocking the harem ever since.  They fit into my favorite uniform of white shirt + loud pants.

They are outrageously comfortable.  The lightweight fabric has made them nice for the summer.  But I do worry that they are a bit too pajama-like to be socially acceptable.  But at least James–who is not known for being a fashion risk-taker–is on board.  When asked for the umpteenth time whether the pants looked ok, whether they looked like pajamas, he responded:  “No.  But if they are pajamas, they are the fanciest in the land.”

I’m still hoping to regain access to my previous wardrobe.  But until then #FancyPajamasFTW.