Last week I attended the Bump Club and Beyond’s Gearapalooza in Calgary, and got the chance to meet and listen to a presentation by everyone’s favourite baby-gear-guru-who-doesn’t-have-an-actual-baby, Jamie Grayson. He’s awesome, hilarious and surprisingly wise for someone who, like I said, isn’t actually a parent himself! I attended Gearapalooza out of curiosity and as an excuse…
If you’d asked me where I’d be at 26-weeks pregnant at the beginning of this pregnancy… I wouldn’t have said “Calgary!” But, here we are, settled into our fully-furnished temporary apartment (NO complaints!) and I’m more than halfway to the finish line. One of my big heartbreaks about leaving Montreal was that I would have…
I received this item free for review. All opinions remain my own. We’re really lucky these days, us pregnant women. Maternity clothes are stylish, comfortable and flattering. There’s just one hiccup: no matter how stylish, comfortable and flattering your maternity wardrobe is, it’s only good for about nine months. If you’re lucky, everything will still…
I’ve always known Joni was right: you don’t know what you’ve got til it’s gone. We’ve been on the verge of departing for our new life in Calgary for the past month, but today is our very last day in the city I’ve called home for the past seven years: where I gave birth to…
I know, I know. My pregnancy journal has really dropped off the radar. The whole “we’re packing up and moving across the country” thing really put a damper on my plans to meticulously document this pregnancy week by week. Speaking of weeks: we leave in less than TWO. It’s just slightly insane, yet of course…
I am a terrible liar. I am also not particularly good at omission. This is why it’s been five weeks since my last pregnancy journal. My pregnancy isn’t taking place in a vacuum: it includes all the other stuff going on in our lives. And some pretty important stuff that I haven’t been able to talk…
On Thursday we find out if I’m carrying a girl or a boy. When we went to our ultrasound when I was pregnant with Cub, I was hoping for a girl. When I found out it was a boy, suddenly, I couldn’t imagine it being any different. I was having a little boy. Having a…
So many warnings. You may as well just stay at home in a little bubble for nine months…. 4 Pregnancy Dangers to Avoid at all Costs 1 – The mall. The receipts are apparently toxic, but you know what I’m worried about? Murphy’s Law. You see, whenever I go to the mall with cash to…
Week 16 has been pleasantly uneventful. Uneventful enough for me to simply appreciate being pregnant for the last time (at least, as far as we’re planning). My Favourite Things About the 2nd Trimester 1 – My belly is cute but neither obtrusive, nor easily mistakable for having overeaten. 2- I can make a satisfying grunting…
Just a note: this is my favourite shirt… and I realize it’s not going to fit me much longer. I had my first midwife appointment last Friday! Not surprisingly, my bizarre pregnancy dream about a pet monkey, all-you-can-eat fruit and veggies and Journey sing-along in the midwife’s office did not come true. Instead: my nightmare!…
This week I decided I didn’t need to take Diclectin anymore. After all, I was feeling great; no nausea to speak of. I should’ve known better! As a person taking antidepressants, I know what happens when you start feeling better and decide you don’t need to take your meds anymore. Some how, the logical cause and…
Pregnancy clothing is synonymous with comfort, flexibility, generous stretch, soft seams… okay, who am I kidding? That is how I choose all of my clothing, pregnant or not. And while there are many maternity shirts on the market that I would quickly pack away postpartum, Au Fait Mama’s creations are perfectly suited to postpartum wear, even…
Week thirteen of knocked-up-ed-ness has been fairly uneventful, which, all in all, is a good thing. I’ve made my return to the outside-of-the-home workforce: substitute teaching at the school in which I once taught. The school is divided into a high school and elementary school campus, and I am, for all intensive purposes (yes, I…
Oh the joys of being twelve weeks pregnant. I have more energy, less nausea, and instead of looking bloated, I pretty much look pregnant. On my way to my ultrasound last week during rush hour, a lovely lady even noticed said belly and offered me a seat on the metro. As someone who always offers her…
Do you know what being 11 weeks pregnant means? It means my first trimester is almost over, which ideally means so is my nausea and vomiting! When shall I dare to skip a dose of Diclectin to find out? Just you wait and see! You can all place your bets on whether or not I…
My name is Lindsay and I am a 40-year-old mama of four trying to live an eco-friendly, budget-friendly life! I am a substitute teacher and Child Passenger Safety technician in Calgary, Alberta. Join me on my adventures!
