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What should I do with my skinny jeans?

20 Oct

I had to do something about the dusty pile of designer jeans on the top shelf of my closet. Those pants had been up there for almost two years, unworn.  I bought them during that brief period when I had lost enough weight from baby #1 to start buying new pants again. That window closed quickly after I got pregnant with baby #2; so quickly that some of the jeans still had tags on them.

Now it’s been more than a year since my second baby’s birth, and those jeans are somehow still inches from zipping up. Come to think of it, most of my pants just don’t fit like they used to.  This means I am living in a segment of my wardrobe which I used to think of as “slouchy”. Now, the pants that I used to wear on my “bloated” days are my everyday pants – despite the fact that I have been working on getting in shape and am already within 5 lbs of my pre-baby weight.  I eagerly gave away my maternity clothes the instant I could squeeze into a few pairs of my normal pants.  Six months later, I have to face the fact that I my old wardrobe and my new, post-baby belly are more incompatible than I realized. That rounder, fuller midsection appears to be here to stay.

I lay my skinny jeans out on the bed, lovingly, neatly, with rear pockets up. Joe’s Jeans, 7 for All Mankind, Citizens of Humanity.  I calculate how much I probably spent on this pile of pants that no longer fits (I don’t pay full price if I can help it – but still, I am looking at a large pile of money wasted.) Sigh. I was so excited to wear these… before that tummy got in the way.

I am unwilling concede defeat.  I put them away, and continue to live in closet limbo.  For several more weeks, my go-to pair of pants is a beige cuorduroy pair that sag in all the wrong places. Still, I tell myself this is temporary, and it doesn’t make sense to buy more clothes until I get back to my target body shape (I avoid weighing myself, because the scale doesn’t seem to tell me anything I don’t already know.) A few months later, I can’t deny the fact that Those Pants are still taking up space in my closet – not to mention in my brain. I email the two friends I imagine could still fitting into these jeans and offer them up for adoption.  Declined.  In a moment of courage, I post them on craigslist for $20 each. Within 24 hours, I have several offers.

“Really? You don’t want to hold on to these until you can fit into them again?” chirps the woman that comes to buy them. She’s a mom too, but somehow she’s had no trouble getting back into her pre-pregnancy jeans.  I tell myself it’s because she’s only on baby #1 – after all, at this point after my first pregnancy, I was fitting into these jeans too. Then, I do something that surprises me. I accept my new pants size. “No,” I say. “I am pretty sure I am at my permanent size now. I  want someone else to be able to enjoy them.” Weirdly, I actually feel truthful saying it.

Now, there’s not only more room in my closet, but I have given myself a new start, and permission to find new jeans that actually fit.  Eliminating deadwood makes room for new growth.  Encouraged, I start to ponder what else in my closet needs to be chucked out…either because it doesn’t fit, or because it doesn’t suit me anymore.

I realize a larger question hiding in the closet – Who is this new person that I have become After Kids? What parts of my old self have carried over, and what parts have fallen silently away? Is there still a place for those shiny silver pants, even though I haven’t set foot in a nightclub in over 5 years?  And what would it be like to reach into a closet full of clothes that I am actually excited to wear?

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