You know when someone brings an item to market and you think, Dammit - that was MY idea! Only I was way too lazy to do any research or production or anything but talk about it in the car on long drives with my husband.
I swear to you, I had this exact idea, same bag, same cute prints. No name. So when Tara Ramos of Morning Chicness bags emailed me, I had to post about it. Morning Chicness bags are basically the mundane airplane barf bag gone chic. If you have morning sickness (or all day sickness like I did), you’ll want to pick up a slew of these bags. I drove around with some plastic shopping bags because I really didn’t want to throw up in my purse. These bags can also be used by people suffering from motion sickness or from taking a medication. It’s a great idea to keep them in your glove compartment or purse.
$27.50 for a bag of $50.00. A great gift idea for someone suffering through a gnarly first trimester!
A friend of mine just sent me a link to Modest Middles.
It’s a partial tank top to cover up your not so svelte breastfeeding self without getting in the way of your bra. Is it ingenious? Is it hilarious? Is it both? I don’t know about you, but I just use a large, long tank from Old Navy under my shirts and yank down the top when I need to breastfeed. Of course, the tank top is stretched out to all hell and gone, but it’s only about eight bucks and no one sees the top part anyway. My middle stays modest, as does my budget. That being said, I have to admit I’m intrigued. I just wonder if it would cut the circulation off under your bra.
There’s a patent for just about everything, isn’t there?
Look! A new guest reviewer. Today’s review is from Natalie Zee Drieu of the fabulous Coquette Blog and the CRAFT magazine blog. Natalie is pregnant with her first bambino. Congratulations and thanks for the review, Nat!
I love to sleep. When I don’t sleep well through the night, I get groggy. This ended up happening to me more and more after my first trimester when I really began to grow. My doctor advised me not sleep on my back and recommended I get a body pillow to help me sleep better. A body pillow?! Where would I store it? It wouldn’t look so pretty on top of the bed. Ahh!
I have to say, I was a bit skeptical at the idea of this huge pillow in bed with me and my husband. I didn’t want him to think it was a big barricade between us either. But for the sake of a good night’s sleep I had to try it. After extensive research online, I ended up getting the Leachco Snoogle Deluxe Total Body Pillow.
I am * so * bored being pregnant. Sy was a month early so I just naively assumed this one would be, too. HA! I’ve gotten to the point where I can’t even pick things up off the floor anymore. Whenever I am cooking and I drop food on the floor, I just shrug my shoulders at Sy and tell her that Dad’s gonna have to clean it up. I tell myself I am just channeling my inner Julia Child. This morning Roger leaned over to pick something up (probably food off the floor) and Sy said, “See Mommy, Daddy can bend over!”
Thanks. Thanks for that, my little three year old peanut gallery.
I won’t even mention the scene a few weeks back when a hostess at a local restaurant asked me IF I COULD STILL FIT IN A BOOTH?
Come closer, so I can punch you in the neck.
So I sit and wait. And wait. And drink chocolate shakes and wait. Sy is getting anxious. I am getting bored and huge. I look like a sea lion, all body and a teeny tiny head. I have my bag all packed by the door, waiting for the exciting trip to the hospital. Because really, labor is fun! Naught. I find myself wishing my packed bag looked a little more like this one from Little Stork, but apparently I forgot to get one. Instead, I’ve thrown a few totally random things into Sy’s banged up pink duffel bag. At least I know better than to pack my make-up this time.
I saw this Boppy pregnancy wedge pillow at Mimi Maternity the other day and thought Oh! The perfect solution to my sleep troubles (as if).
I planned on reviewing it, but that aint gonna happen. I opened up the packaging and the pillow smelled SO GNARLY. I smelled the bag to see if that was the issue, but nope, it was the foam. The sour chemical smell was overwhelming. After reading so much about safe bedding and all that rot, I decided that airing it out and hoping for the best was not an option. I then went over to the new Boppy pillow I just got, hoping it would smell better. It was fine, luckily made from materials other than total toxi-foam.
YUCK, Boppy-People, YUCK!
The other day I was at the car wash/oil change place by myself since Sy is NOT a fan of the car wash, it’s just way too loud. I had to get my pregnant ass out of the car and go over to the place where they do the oil changes to pay. So I was just cooling my heels while waiting to pay and MINDING MY OWN BUSINESS until one of the guys working on a car looked over and said,
“How much longer you got?”
Me: Oh, I’m fine. I’m in no hurry.
Him: No, how much longer you got? (as he looks at my bulging belly)
Me: Oh! That. Way too long, over 3 more months!
Him: Are you having TWINS?
Me: Ha ha. Um. No. Um. I think I’m just fat. You know, second time around you just get, um, huge and stuff.
Ooh. For all your preggos out there, Japanese Weekend is having a nice little sale. JW is one of my favorite upscale maternity clothing lines. And by upscale I mean expensive, so that means I own one item by them, but it’s really pretty. Thanks for the tip, sister.
The Rookie Mom’s Handbook has arrived on the shelves.
I’ll start this review by saying that I’ve been given (and purchased) plenty of “new mom” type books. I flipped through them, smirked, and then put them in the “to sell” pile. Not so with the latest offering from the Rookie Moms. I wish I’d known about their site when Sy was born. It would have given me a LOT of new ideas and ways to keep the crazies at bay. So with another kid on the way, I am determined to actually implement some of their great ideas.
I think the best piece of clothing while pregnant is a skirt. Why there are so few choices out there, I’ll never know. So of course I had to go out and buy this Liz Lange skirt from Target the other day. Knowing that I’ll be hugely pregnant with my second kid during the peak of summer, and too busy chasing the first one to just lounge around complaining of heat stroke, I figured I’d better start collecting any cute summer skirts I can find. Might as well have nice clothes as I pass out from fatigue.
I think that Liz Lange’s maternity collection at Target is often hit or miss. Unlike other collections that Target has, I feel that sometimes her lines come off looking and feeling cheap. But this strawberry colored skirt is designed and made well and just so damn cute, I had to get it. Not that I’ll look damn cute in it. I’ll look crabby and hot and like a giant strawberry.
Side note: It’s on sale at my local Target, but still full price online.
You know how sometimes you see a product on the market and think, I THOUGHT OF THAT FIRST! Oh right, I thought of it and then wished someone else would go through all those tiresome details and create it for me.
This is the case with the Bella Band. Jenny is sure she invented it first (that and the play-cafe idea). We even tried coming up with names for it; my suggestion was the “Tummy Tube Top” or something equally ridiculous. When I was pregnant, Jenny went shopping for circus tent maternity clothes with me and she described her invention. Not 20 minutes later, we walked into a store and there it was, the Bella Band. I never got around to buying one, mainly because I had plenty of long tank tops from Old Navy, but I could always use the excuse that it was to show my solidarity to Jenny and the outrage of someone running to market with HER million dollar idea.
My friend Kate wrote to me the other day about the pure delight brought to her wardrobe by said bands, so here are her thoughts after the jump.
