Monday, October 20, 2008

*Tight* Being the Operative Word

It's legitimately cold up here now...39 degrees, as I type. So my maternity dress wardrobe now requires the addition of maternity tights. Dum da dum dum dum. The idea of maternity tights is all well and good, but I have a bit of advice for those of you who may not have had the pleasure yet of needing maternity tights in your third trimester: look for the package with the label "Magic Elf Included for Easy Product Application!" Otherwise, if your husband has already left for work (or if you have an ounce of dignity left and would prefer not to have him hoist your hoisery for you), you'll be left rolling around on the bed, trying to find a position from which your hands can reach your toes with sufficient room for manipulation of said product. This is surprisingly much harder than you might think. And tends to leave aforementioned 3rd trimester-er panting for, say, a good five minutes.

***Edited to add: From the comments left in response to this post, it appears that I left the impression that such a thing as a tights assistant magic elf actually exists. If only! As Sarah Palin would say, I guess that was my lame attempt at a joke. :)

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Not to laugh, but that sounds like a funny thing to watch! Maybe you should use the "magic elf!" :)

EWP said...

oh no! what on earth is a magic elf?

Anonymous said...

Very Funny!!! but just think now you can skip the gym!

Wanting What I Have said...

Elizabeth,
Congrats on baby Andrew! This post had me laughing so hard!...been there ... went without!