Despite the fact that it’s not even September, suddenly it seems like Halloween candy and spooky decorations are lining the aisles of every store I visit. Usually season hopping annoys me, but this year, since I’m so excited for a break from the heat (pregnant swamp ass continues), I gladly welcome the early signs of fall. However, I must admit, I feel totally behind the eight ball this year. I know it’s only the end of August, but usually, I start thinking about my Halloween costume on the previous year’s All Saint’s Day (that’s November 1 for all you non-Catholic heathens). In case I haven’t mentioned it before, I LOVE Halloween. It’s my favorite holiday. I love everything about the costumes and candy and fall leaves and pumpkin seeds and scary stories told by firelight; it’s all perfect.
But this year, I’m still at a loss for what to be. If my little baby turkey was debuting BEFORE October 31st, then it would be a no brainer — the entire family would dress as the Village People. But since Baby #2 won’t be popping out until November, I’m afraid Grey, Ollie, and I just wouldn’t be enough of a crowd to do the YMCA-singing 70s disco band justice. So what to be?
This year I’m feeling even more pressure because I’m pregnant. I’ve never been pregnant for Halloween before, and I feel like dressing for two has got me stressed! I could be the typical pregnant nun, but that seems trite and overdone, so I find myself surfing the Internet on the countless costume sites during bouts of insomnia for knocked-up costume ideas. Plus, I also feel like I want Ollie’s costume to be really good. He’s two, so I figure this may be the last year I can dress him in a costume of my choosing. By three, I figure he’ll be well on his way to demanding I let him be some cheesy character from the latest Disney movie. Barf.
Have any ideas? Send ‘em my way!