being a midget is so much easier

When will I realize that I do not, in fact, still wear a small? My entire life, I have always worn the smallest sizes in everything. I used complain about how it was hard to find stuff that was small enough to fit me, since I'm a midget and have the smallest frame on the universe, except for Candace, who is the one person whose frame is smaller. I remember how annoying that used to be.

However, it is much easier when you know that you just automatically need the smallest size ever. I don't know if I'll remain the size I am now, since it's still only been nine months since I had Liam, but I keep forgetting, stupidly, like an Alzheimer's patient, that I am not the size I used to be. I bought a few t-shirts online and got mediums, thinking they'd be comfy. Yeah, they're fitting like Hollister t-shirts. Then I just went to Sam's for diapers and bought a three pack of cotton tanks to sleep in, and I got small, thinking I didn't want the arm and neck holes to hang too much. Yeah, I needed AT LEAST the medium. Good thing they were only four bucks.

Vindication, however: I saw this kid I taught (when I was still teaching high school) working at Sam's. He's one of the people who was tranferred out of my senior lit class because it was "too hard" and everyone wanted him to be able to play a sport. He got transferred into party teacher's class. Oh, yeah. Congratulations, academic. That job at Sam's. The future's so bright, you gotta wear shades.