Well, lots of things. Probably like that time I tried to do my own bikini wax. Or when you know... everything else about me.
Well today at target after I had checked through all of the sectioned plates and thought about all of the things I'd probably forget and then bought G a placemat for V-day, I went through the clothes. I mean, there are CLEARANCE racks for goodness sakes. Then, because I'm crazy, and because my mom is obsessed with a deal and has passed this gene on to me, I purchased maternity jeans. They were cheap. I couldn't not. Y'all. I'm weak.
That's G$ last year at this time. When I still had a pack n play living in our room. Because G had just started sleeping in his room. And didn't sleep all night (for 8 more months.)
Anyway, I now have some additional elastic pants for my fictional pregnancy.