Which means that, slowly but surely, nursing is starting to slow down a bit.
All my dresses have been getting lonely. I'm happy to welcome them back with open arms. I'm slowly embracing the midi length and this dress isn't hurting matters. I also really love that it has a neckline high enough that I don't have to wear anything under it when I wear it alone, but low enough that I can wear something like this chambray shirt over the top of it without it looking goofy.
(By the way, one of my biggest annoyances in clothing is when they get saggy really fast. I wore this dress twice before I wore it in these photos (and between that second and third wearing, it spent a couple of days crumpled on the floor of my closet because I am occasionally a slob) and the sleeves still held their shape.
This shirt, on the other hand, which had. . .also not been hung up before I wore it here, needed some ironing. A fact I didn't realize until I'd taken about 30 photos, uploaded them to my computer, and then realized were unusable because all you could see in the photos were the enormous wrinkles across the front).
I know this sounds like I basically get dressed out of a laundry basket, but I promise, my closet is actually pretty tidy. Most of the time.