Dilemma of the Day: What's a Pregnant Girl Supposed to Wear to a Rock Concert (or, How Much do Pregnancy and Motherhood Change Your Life?)

So I'm going to see the Foo Fighters this weekend...so excited! :)

(By the way, when I Googled to check the general thinking re: if it was safe to go while pregnant, the consensus was an occasional loud rock concert isn't going to do any damage. Although someone pointed out that I should probably avoid the mosh pit.)

But here's my dilemma: I have absolutely no idea what to wear. I'm fine with jeans and T-shirts around the house. And I have a fancy dinner out Saturday night that I'm sure I can scrounge together a pretty maternity outfit for. But how to look hip and cool and young--you know, rock concert-ish--while pregnant? That I'm not sure how to pull off.

And I care, first because I always want to look good for my husband, and also (ahem) because my celebrity crush is Dave Ghrol (the band's lead singer), and what if he wants to meet me...I don't want to look all frumpy, right? (Hey, it could happen. When I lived in Santa Barbara, I took guitar lessons from the brother of one of the band members [quirky guy...loved him]. So maybe he'll [the brother] be at the show and he'll see me and he'll be like, "You have to come backstage with me!" and Dave Ghrol will be there and, you know...)

What I used to wear on nights like this would be something along the lines of heels, tight jeans and black T-shirt, very loud rhinestone belt, leopard print cowboy hat. Yeah, my rhinestone belt stretches about halfway around my waist now. And I don't feel like I can pull off any of that.

But this isn't really about what to wear on Sunday night (I'm sure I'll figure it out. There's always big-city shopping). It's really about the shift in my identity with this whole pregnancy/impending motherhood thing.

I can't figure out if I'm going to turn into an entirely different person with this stuff, or I'm still going to be me, just with a couple cute kids as part of the package. Or something in between? I'm certainly not going to be going to rock concerts every week, but in reality I haven't done that since I was 24 and living in Austin, TX, (oh, man, the music scene there was unreal). I'll still be able to go to concerts every once in a while, right? Like I do now? And once I get my body back, I can do it in some great outfit. 

Until then...pregnancy is temporary...the rest of my life is not going to be like this. I just feel so not me...it's the not getting to snowboard (I usually go 2-3 times/week in the winter, going to miss it so much), or take hot baths, or have a glass of wine, or travel like I usually do, or look sexy going out to a concert with my husband, or have just one day where I'm not lying on the bathroom floor at some point, ready to puke. All these pregnancy restrictions are just temporary. And so, so worth it.

And besides, who knows? Maybe Dave Ghrol has a thing for pregnant women. :)

XOXO