I finally bought a new swimsuit this weekend. After five summers and two pregnancies stretching it out, my red and white polka dot tanki number had enough. I think I found the perfect one. I love the bold print, the good fit of the bottoms and how the top accentuates my hot breastfeeding boobs (oh yes, I said that), how it makes me feel young again.
Let me just get this out here first: Swimsuit shopping sucks big time after you’ve had kids. Unless you know exactly what suit type will look best on your postpartum body and plan to be kid-free while shopping. Period.
I tried on a few styles I was *hoping* would look good on me and sizes I wished I could fit in. They looked disasterous. And it wasn’t worth it, trying to to branch out my suit style when I was strapped with a ticking time bomb. My baby.
Shopping for anything you need to try on with a baby stuck to your chest, completely passed out or not, is quite the ordeal. My not-so-little, very vocal 9 month-old was NOT pleased to be bothered with my silly bathing suit wishes. Her nap was more important than my need to try things on when a store has a crappy return policy. (I needed to try it on because I wouldn’t be able to return or exchange it. Final sale on marked-down items at Jeremy’s. Jerks. But thanks for the cute suit on sale!) She did appreciate the new, easy access swimsuit top later though.
Here is my new suit (by Tibi New York):
Of course the kids drained my bouncy breastfeeding boobs right before this photo was taken so they’re not as nice as they were for hours before this (kind of like Fergie’s in my mind but I know they’re not that nice).
And I do wish it had some cute ruffles on the tush. No, I’m not going to show you my butt, but let’s just say it is a bit too small these days due to all my extra calories going to the kids and I want a little lift or something back there.
So, if you need to go shopping for a swimsuit, make it easy on yourself. Don’t be that stressed-out mother “shhh-ing” a nap-deprived and therefor cranky and loud baby that is hell-bent on knocking over everything in sight and eating and spitting up tags while simultaneously trying to grab those feed bags you’re busy shoving up in a swimsuit. Have the husband watch the baby. Then you can nit pick about how terrible you think your postpartum body looks in peace. And maybe grab a smoothie and a pedi after you’re done. I wish I had.
Thanks again for making my fitting room experience one I’ll never forget, kid.
How do you go shopping with a baby? What bathing suit looks best on your postpartum body?
One last thing, look how many celebrities in swimsuits my online gossip mag, Daily Mail, featured in the sidebar at this very moment. Summer is here!
I went to the beach on a day when the girls didn’t drain my milk enough (even though they did both nurse at the beach, they just didn’t empty them) and I must say, this suit doesn’t really cut it. I feel like it is just going to fly off when my breasts are at their max. Off to find a new suit!