I want to preface this by saying that my mother in-law and father in-law are goodhearted people, they also have a “don’t give a f*ck” attitude that causes situations like the one I will lay out for you today. My In-Laws weren't terribly interested in giving me advice until I got pregnant. Suddenly, they were fonts of wisdom and all about being in my business. They flooded the Mister and I with equal amounts of both unwanted advice and terrifying stories: "I stopped giving my sons formula at 3 months because it was too expensive and they're fiiiiiine"....more
Clothes are eternal part of our life, being subject to constant and radical fashion change and comfort-zone-fitting, for both men and women. Whilst men can do with fewer pairs and with on the hook with a definitive pattern in keeping with the contemporary modern sense, women have to go through sweeping changes time and again, during the ages to fit into their varied roles....more
If you could catch a glimpse through the walls of our home, you'd find a lot of things, but perfection isn't one of them.
In my wildest dreams, I'd love to be that mom who is the sought-after pinnable image on Pinterest, but I'm sure you can tell from the title of my blog that I'm not one of those moms. I don't hop out the door every day in my designer shoes, skinny jeans, and Kate Spade handbag. Most days, out of necessity, it's t-shirts or simple knits and jeans; lately, still maternity jeans.
And this has been the source of a lot of frustration for me!
Remember a couple of weeks ago when I said I was in love with the new maternity store at the MOA? Remember when I said how great it was, that they give you free snacks and that they had some really great pieces? Well, it was true, I definitely was/am in love with that store. And then I made the mistake of thinking that maybe maternity stores aren’t so bad....more
Pregnancy is such a fun time. Bloating and increasing middle area girth means that all those cute clothes that are neatly folded in your dresser or going to remain neatly folded in that same drawer for some time to come. After my first child I was devastated to discover that no matter how hard I tried, my old pants would not fit me. My (still rather) narrow hips had widened just enough that I had to pack all those jeans, skirts and dress pants in a big black garbage bag and haul them off to Goodwill....more
I always knew I would love being pregnant. Unlike most third trimester women, I wanted to keep my baby right where she was; in my womb, kicking at me from within my body, making my tummy dance, and putting on quite the show.I was in no hurry to release her. I was in too much awe and wonderment at the life I could cuddle and hug, who could not yet run away, out of the reach of my arms....more
Somewhere around the fifth/sixth month of my pregnancy those sexy little string bikinis that used to be part of my every day attire seemed to have migrated to the back of the dresser drawer, only to be replaced by ones that took more fabric during production than our living room drapes. There’s something that happens during this time that triggers your brain to say to the rest of your body; “Ah, screw it....more
Everyone is nervous their first time, even when they're sure to be surrounded by awesome and supportive women. Add to that the anxiety that comes with traveling while pregnant and dressing oneself without the aide of a trusted spouse and tween. Now you're walking in my shoes--which BTW are two sizes larger than they were 6 months ago....more
Ah, pregnancy. That joyous time when you're growing a tiny human, blissfully preparing for his or her arrival, and ... potentially taking out a second mortgage to cover the cost of maternity clothes....more