It's been a super-hot summer here in NC, which is pretty much normal, but I've experienced the heat differently due to pregnancy and parenting. Being pregnant when the temperatures are close to 100 F is hard work. As one of my dog-walking buddies put it, "You might as well try to train for a triathlon!" in terms of the physical demands. Among the joys of hot-weather gestating is the need to continually drink fluids, which leads to the need to continually visit the bathroom, all at a time when you already are breaking personal records for time spent in bathrooms.
Parenting in hot weather has had some disadvantages as well. Before I had Emmett, I was really looking forward to putting him in a baby carrier and going on walks around town. I do this despite the heat, but sometimes when I take the carrier off, I'll find the lower half of my shirt all wet and I have trouble figuring out if it's wet from my own sweat or from a different bodily fluid.
As I see it, most of the advantages of hot weather involve clothing, specifically the lack of need for clothing. Sometimes (OK, often) when we've been just hanging around the house we don't put a lot of emphasis on putting outfits on the boy. Lately he's been spitting up enough that when we do put him in clothing, we have to change it an hour or so later anyway.
But most importantly, with the weather being as hot as it has been, I have had no temptation or reason whatsoever to see if I can fit into the pre-pregnancy jeans. Most years, I don't even look at jeans or long pants until around mid-September and this year will probably be no different. It could be that everything fits fine, but I am in no rush to find out.