In the Closet

As this baby is growing, my greatest frustration right now is in the closet.

"What do I wear?"

Each morning it's either the pants or the shirt that cause a problem. I want to make sure I look "pregnant" rather than "fat." (I know... I know... I don't look fat... right!) Some shirts are getting too small already, which of course have grown to be my favorites. Others are too big, the ones borrowed from people that I know will fit soon enough. I also want to make sure I look at least somewhat professional, dressy casual, for work. Most mornings I change shirts about 5 times, even if I have laid out something to wear in advance.

Through all of the madness of dressing each morning, I still know I'm blessed. I have days where I'm just plain out selfish about the clothing situation. Then I have to look back and think about how much I really do have. I reflect on the fact that people have let me borrow, or even have, an abundance of things to make it through this pregnancy.

Basically, if Jesus can clothe the birds of the air in all their splendor, why do I question whether he will clothe me?