When I discovered I was pregnant I immediately made a promise to myself that I would not fall into the category of ‘frumpy’ pregnancy style. I didn’t want to don muumuus that hid my shape or have my high heels confiscated from beneath my feet. But let me tell you, the struggle has been real. Because in all honesty, all I want to wear is sweat pants, baggy tees and no bra. All I seem to see on social media are these amazing pregnant ‘unicorns’, who have managed to gain weight only in their tummy, (which looks like me pre-pregnancy after a large lunch), they can still fit in the same pants they did before getting knocked up, and they have an entire wardrobe dedicated to this nine month stage of life. This is so not my situation. Everyday is like the Davinci Code to find something comfortable and chic to don. But you know what, every time I feel a little kick inside, I’m reminded to take it easy on myself, because I’m growing a human being, from scratch. So bear with me as we navigate these treacherous waters of pregnancy style together.