A Fit is a Fit

Next weekend, we're heading to Gainesville for a good friend's wedding. Adam is a groomsman and we're very excited for Steve and Mary! Adam's mom lives an hour or so away, so we'll get to spend time with "Nana" and leave the girls with her while we have 2 nights in a row on our own! I'm not sure we'll know what to do without having two kids in tow...we'll manage.
So today I started trying on old clothes to see what I would wear (BTW-Men have it so much easier...it's only a matter of suit vs. sportcoat/khakis...maybe or maybe not on the tie). After pushing past maternity clothes still hanging in the closet (b/c we have no storage in this house), then past the 'in-betweener' size stuff (the early/mid pregnancy sizes or the first couple months postpartum), back to the stuff that has a solid layer of dust on it...I don't think I did one 'dress up' event while in Japan, and the only weddings we've been to in the last three years I was a bridesmaid. So, I'm reaching DEEP on some of these dresses. I was a little intimidated, but the girls were napping and I had to get it over with. I put on my Spanx (if you don't know what that is, don't worry. If you do, you know they're heaven-sent!) and started with the dress that I wore to my own wedding's rehearsal dinner. That was over 7 years and 2 kids ago.
SURPRISINGLY, THEY FIT!!!!!!!! I was seriously amazed and it did wonders for my confidence in the midst of a harried week, a desperately needing a trip to the hair salon, and having just overall 'blah' feeling for a few days. The dresses probably don't look as great as the did 15 pounds ago, but like Notre Dame football these days, a WIN is a WIN.
For me, a "FIT is a FIT".