What breast shape do I have? According to experts, nearly 80 percent of women wear the wrong size bra. If you’ve ever wondered what a great-fitting bra feels like, shopping for a nursing bra can be the best time to find that perfect-fitting one. And, good news for soon-to-be moms! Nursing bras are no longer the boring choice of black or white. Today’s stores carry nursing bras that are fashionable and functional. … [Read more...]
New Obsessions
Cross-posted from DC Metro Moms. Original post date April 10, 2008. I used to obsess about handbags and cute sandals. Really. Just weeks ago. Accessories and nail polishes were like air to me. These days all my creative juices seem sapped by a guppy-sized being inhabiting my lower regions. My desires for cute butt jeans and wedge heels have transferred to working myself into a lather over just the idea of a Pizza Hut pan pizza only for me. When I sit down to work all I can think of is how brownies repulse me and the idea of a nachos bell grande seems like pure bliss. My house never feels clean and I want to change my sheets daily. I yearn to plant acres of flowers and all ideas of baking, my old hobby, have been put aside. House cleaning services make maintaining a tidy home … [Read more...]
The Deep End
We had incredible storms here yesterday and it seems to have broken this oppressive heat wave the DC Metro area has been baking in. My emotions in the past few weeks have been brewing up like this storm and yesterday, of all days, was the day it all just came thundering in, full of tornadoes, crying storms and tales of hysteria. For the last few weeks I've been consistently telling each OB or midwife and nurse that I see that while I might seem healthy in the vitals department I was clearly not doing well emotionally. It was beginning to scare me too. I have had post-partum depression twice now and I didn't like that I was feeling that way already and I hadn't even birthed this kid yet. I felt like a walking "Danger Zone!" sign complete with blinking lights. … [Read more...]
We Need an Eviction Notice
I am 38 weeks and counting with the Fifth Element and you know what? I'm sick of counting. I need an eviction notice on this kid. I have already cried about four times this morning from pain or some sort of suffering. H is sick of it. I'm sick of it. I'm sure the girls are sick of it. This baby needs to get a move on. I might start taking nurses and midwives hostage at my appointment today if I find out I haven't dilated anymore. "Induce me or you are all getting Strep B tested!"We're all very ready for this baby to arrive. I arrived home from Blogher (I'll be getting to that obligatory post-Blogher update shortly.) yesterday and upon entering the DC Metro area I began to have contractions. Maybe it was the jostling train ride, the luggage … [Read more...]
Pregnancy: Thy Name is Insecurity
Typically, I am fairly secure in my marriage and overall relationship with my spouse. He does a wonderful job of taking care of me, telling me how he feels, attending to my needs and showing affection. I'm the one that often lacks in that department. I never doubt how he feels about me or his family. But I had to face facts the other day when I realized that the ugly green monster of jealousy and its sister insecurity had reared their ugly heads. Why you might ask? It's simple and something I shamefacedly admit. When I become pregnant I become insecure. All those changes with my body, the break-outs, weird bodily functions, mood swings and right, how can I forget, not only do I gag and puke frequently I also tend to pee myself if I sneeze too hard lately. Last count had me wetting … [Read more...]
Not at My Best
It was the best of times. It was the warts of times. Warts, worst, whatever. I feel like an angry, old hag covered in warts right about now anyway. Vacation bliss is a distant memory. It's been a week of Braxton Hicks, little sleep, too much baby prep and testing of the parents. H can't sleep with me because I'm a "loud breather" right now and I toss and turn so much these days while simultaneously moaning that I keep him up half the night. After he leaves our precious munchkins feel the need to wake me up with requests such as, "My skin is dry. I need lotion. Lotion all over my entire body." It's 1 a.m. I momentarily thought of shoving the lotion into the room via basket and telling TD, "It's puts the lotion on the skin..." See? I'm … [Read more...]
And We’re Back!
Vacation and all its bliss is over. A good time was had by all. We can't wait to go back and do it all again next year.Bet you never thought you would see that here. Alright, move along. Don't tap the glass, she doesn't like it. … [Read more...]
The Black Dahlia Brightens My Day
I woke up feeling a sense of panic this morning. Surely, it had to be almost 8 a.m. That seems to be the only time I have dreams bordering on the hysterical yet macabre. Having just broken free from the depths of my latest escapade within my brain-It regarded The Black Dahlia case being cracked wide open as I had just received a package that was not a product review but in fact a dead bird and part of a severed torso. I had the key to solving this decades old mystery in a plastic wrapped USPS box. Goody! Oh, and did I mention that when I called the cops to tell them what I had just received in the mail they sent over some of their finest. Also seen last season on the now defunct television show, 'The Unusuals'? I digress. It was just 6 a.m. and the girls … [Read more...]
At Seven Months I Lose It
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. Actually, maybe it was just the worst of times. The last few weeks have been a roller coaster ride of busy with a capital 'B' at our abode and in the last few days I began to crack. Scary, large, saucer-eyes would appear in my skull as my jaw and fists would simultaneously clench. My body was tired. It hurt and I felt like I had nothing left in me about an hour after waking. By Wednesday afternoon I found myself sobbing randomly and it just continued.People tell me the third kid breaks you, but I just can't wait for the relief that will come at the end of this pregnancy. What? Don't look at me like I don't know what I am talking about, I know it will be a challenge having a third child. … [Read more...]
Embarrassing Moments in Pregnancy
It's not embarrassing enough to pee in a tiny cup each time I go to the doctor or to even pee in a jug for 24-hours straight. I just lurve lugging around a jug of my own urine. And keeping it in my fridge. Tasty.No, pregnancy has many embarrassing moments.Take yesterday when my bra just about combusted. At least that is what it felt like as it flew open with great force. Luckily, no one else seemed to notice and I was able to get the "girls", which these days are more like full-grown women, under control.Or how about all those lovely times I've peed myself when I'm not even aiming for a cup or jug. I cough, sneeze or laugh too hard and there you have it. It's to the point that when I do sneeze around H, he glances over nervously and does a pee … [Read more...]