- Date: April 5th, 2015
- Height: 23.25 inches
- Weight: 11 pounds 13 ounces
- Sleeping Pattern: Hayden is more alert this month. He will go to sleep for the night at 10pm and sleep in 3-4 hour stretches until 7am. He’ll be awake for an hour and sleep for 1-2 hours, repeating this all day. So far, the longest length of time he’s slept has been 6 hours…and that was a one time occasion.
- Eating Habits: He is fed breastmilk with 1-3 supplementary bottles of formula during the day, every 2-4 hours all day and night long.
- Development: His strength has grown by leaps and bounds this month. He spends most of his waking hours standing and sitting up with assistance. Even his pediatrician was shocked over his wonderful head control.
- Mischief: Hayden has been on his best behavior this month! He down has less frequent poopy diapers, but when they happen, they happen BIG. He is not a fan of the car seat, but if we can simultaneously get him sucking on his pacifier (his life line!) and moving, then we’re good.
- Cuteness: He’s started to smile every once and a while!
- Talking: Nope, just cries and a few coos. So cute!
- Favorites: The side-to-side swing is our lifesaver. He sleeps in that all day long. He also loves his floor mat while laying on his back, looking at the toys above. He also loves the pacifier and the bottle.
- Firsts: Hayden got the flu for the first time at 6 weeks old. He smiled for the first time at 8 weeks and 1 day old. Hayden also took his first road trip at 7 weeks old to see his great grandparents (his maternal father’s parents) on Hilton Head Island. We made the trip in one day, so it was a total of 6 hours in the car. Phew!
- Concerns: Nothing except I think since he’s started to supplement with formula, he’s gotten lazy at breastfeeding. He starts crying when he has to work for it. Silly boy!
- A Day in the Life: The day begins around 6:30am when Hayden feeds and decides it’s time to play. He’ll stay awake for about 1 hour and then sleep for 1-2 hours (depending on if we have errands to run). Then, he’ll be awake for 2 hours and sleep for 1-2 hours for the rest of the day. There will be at least one 4 ounce supplementary formula bottle in the late afternoon, if not two. Once it’s around 6pm, he’ll stay awake until 9:30 or so when he has his final feeding before bed. During the night, he’ll sleep for 3-4 hours and repeat this twice until we wake up for another day!
I’m honored to be a Stonyfield Ambassador again this year, sharing deliciousness including one of Stonyfield’s newest products, Oh My Yog!. A special treat for you, mama.
It’s a rare moment that a mother gets alone time. It usually comes in the form of a small moment of quiet. Whether it’s because the children are sleeping, playing quietly or watching a movie, the moments of silence should be rewarded. It’s a way to escape for a few moments and regroup. What better way than with a sweet treat.
I eat much slower when I don’t have a baby crying or a toddler playing race cars on my lap. The quiet time does wonders for my brain and my indigestion! Haha! It’s a bad habit to gulp down the food, but when you have the smallest window of time to get a few calories in, you do what you have to do. So, when I get a chance to have some quiet time, I’m usually taking that time to finally eat something.
With my sweet tooth, that food is usually sweet. And this sweet treat, here, is Stonyfield’s new Oh My Yog!. It’s a trilayer yogurt with whole milk cream top, yogurt and fruit on the bottom. I love to savor it spoon full, by spoon full, getting each layer in each bite. Delicious.
Here are the flavors of awesome:
- Apple Cinnamon
- Gingered Pear
- Madagascar Vanilla Bean
- Orange Cranberry
- Pacific Coast Strawberry
- Wild Quebec Blueberry
And shhh….sometimes I throw a few chocolate chips into the vanilla and strawberry varieties. So good!
My other favorite guilty pleasures to mellow out are watching a few minutes of a favorite show (currently: Mad Men), running on my treadmill or just taking a hot shower. It’s the little things, you know?
It’s these small moments of time get me rejuvenated and ready to put on my happy mommy face again.
…back to motherhood!
This post was created in partnership with Stonyfield. All opinions are my own. Please read my disclosure policy for further information.
Of course, there’s the typical nursery essentials of having a crib, changing table and glider chair, but having set up our second nursery, I’ve decided there are 5 must haves for the perfect nursery. This list is both minimal and essential, compact and not going to break the bank.
Plus, here’s the sneak peak into the new nursery! It’s smaller than Liam’s nursery was in our old house, but I think we made it work perfectly!
I would love to hear what nursery items you can’t live without! Spill the beans in the comments below!
Be sure to head over to Inspired Home to see the full list of nursery must haves!
I have been selected by the International Housewares Association to be a contributor for Inspired Home. While I have been compensated for my time, my opinions are my own. Please read my disclosure policy for further information.
I’m honored to be a Sisterhood of Motherhood partner, a sponsored blog partner this year and I’m excited to talk about something as simple as support for fellow mothers!
The emotional roller coaster new mother’s experience from being pregnant to delivery to surviving those first few weeks with a newborn can take a toll on you. Having the support of people that are closest to you during this time allows you the strength you need to push through and become the best mother possible. I’m in the midst of this transition myself, having a 5 week old and I don’t know what I would do without the support of the people in my life.
Having experienced some very dark days before I had my first son, Liam, and then again for many weeks after he was born, I was terrified that it would happen again with my second son, Hayden. I had to mentally prepare myself for what was to come. I poured my heart out the night before Hayden was born (a planned induction) just a few weeks ago in hopes of releasing my fears and to help myself process what was about happen. I was also secretly hoping to seek some encouragement from my wonderful friends, you! And I want to give a heartfelt thank you to all of you for your silent and written words of encouragement that night. They meant more to me than you’ll ever know.
I actually received an email after I had already gone to bed the night before my induction with Hayden from a dear friend of mine, Yana. It was the first thing I read when I woke up on the day of Hayden’s birth. The words she wrote to me were so honest, real and encouraging it brought me to happy tears and excitement to bring another child into the world. Her words like, “you are giving them a lifelong friend…or even better, something closer than a friend.” and “I’m sure it’ll be a bit tough for a little while, especially since Liam is young and can’t quite understand what’s going on, but after only a little while seeing Liam be a good big brother will be as magical and heartwarming as watching your husband be a dad.” Those words were so supportive and just the words I need to hear. It was the most meaningful thing that happened on that beautiful day besides the birth of my son.
Sending a mother some words of encouragement and support mean more than you will ever know, especially when they’re completely out of the blue. We’re all struggling to be the best mothers possible for our children and to do that, we need all the help we can get. These little nuggets don’t know how hard it is to be a parent! I surely took my mother for granted growing up. My appreciation and gratitude for her grew by leaps and bounds when I became a mother.
In these first few weeks of Hayden’s life, I’ve made it a goal, in hopes to refrain from feeling those baby blues again, to write down all of the encouraging words that I’ve received from women like my mother and grandmother, as well as words I read and write along the way. Here are just a few that I have collected and now have placed on sticky notes around my house to be encouraged by daily.
“Better days lie ahead so hang in there.” – my grandmother, Moms
“Don’t forget to take care of you.” – my mom
“You are not alone.” – me
“How would your children describe you?” – I read this in a middle-of-the-night feeding and can’t remember where. (Maybe Babble.)
“Enjoy them every day, even on the days when it’s tough and you’d really like to give ‘em away.” – Moms
“Deep breaths.” – my husband
“The days are long, but the years are short. Motherhood is the best thing I will ever do.” – Chaunie
“You are alive.” – me
So far, my daily encouragement from my friends and family has worked wonders! My emotions seem to be relatively in tact, which is a miracle considering that I’m getting even less sleep than I did when Liam was a newborn. Let’s build the Sisterhood of Motherhood! It’s as simple as support.
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- Date: March 5th, 2015
- Height: 21 inches
- Weight: 9 pounds 3 ounces
- Sleeping Pattern: He pretty much sleeps all day and night long. There are 30-60 minute time frames where he’ll be awake and happy followed by 30-60 more minutes of me trying to comfort his crying, which turns into him falling right back to sleep. So far, the longest length of time he’s slept has been 3.5 hours.
- Eating Habits: Exclusively breastmilk, every 2-3 hours all day and night long
- Development: His head is getting stronger. He holds it up while burping and can turn it side to side when he’s laying on his stomach.
- Mischief: He is just like his brother was at this age, where I will be changing his diaper and he’ll start going again. We’ve had pee to the face and poop get to the new diaper underneath during the change. Thankfully, I’ve gotten really quick at diaper changing and I’ve learned that when he starts to cry or get upset, he starts peeing and to keep the diaper on until he’s calmer.
- Cuteness: He’s got the cutest little dimples! I’ll occasionally see them when he smiles in his sleep.
- Talking: Ha…not so much. Just crying…that usually escalates to what sounds like a piglet squealing.
- Favorites: Lucky for us, he likes his pacifier. He also loves being rocked to sleep.
- Firsts: He went on his first stroller ride at 3 weeks old.
- Concerns: At his two week check up he still hadn’t gained weight back to his birth weight, weighing only 8lbs 3oz (birth weight: 8lbs 7oz). The pediatrician recommended longer feedings (10 minutes on each side), doing everything we could to wake him up enough during a feeding to get him to eat and only allowing him to go a maximum of 3 hours from the beginning of the last feed before feeding again. Two weeks later at his 4 week weight check, he gained a full pound, bringing him up to 9lbs 3oz. Yay!
- A Day in the Life: The day begins at 6am when Hayden is wide awake and ready to start the day. He stays up for 1-2 hours before napping for another hour before his next feeding. Then, he’ll be awake for another 30-60 minutes and he’ll go to sleep for another hour before he feeds again. This usually knocks him out and he’ll sleep for 2.5 hours until his next feeding, followed by another 2.5 hour nap before yet another feeding. (Of course, Liam’s nap falls around this time and Hayden is usually not napping, so I don’t get to nap myself.) At this point, it’s early evening and he wakes up again and is hard to keep from crying. We’ll finally get him to sleep and I’ll feed him on and off until 10-11pm when he feeds for the last time before bed. Then, he’ll feed every 3 hours throughout the night, sleeping beautifully in between until around 4am when he thinks it’s time to wake. At this point, he does 5-10 minute stretches of sleep until his pacifier falls out. This continues until I finally decide to fully get up with him at 6am and we start another day.
I knew the day was coming and the weeks leading up to the ‘big day’ I did everything I could think of to help encourage the baby to be born. You know, loads of housework, painting our new kitchen cabinet doors, running loads of errands, walking around the neighborhood with Liam and you-know-what. I even started having menstrual-like cramps every night while I was trying to sleep for five days prior to the day. But, alas an induction was inevitable…again.
After a terrible night’s sleep, I woke up at 5:30am on February 5th, 2015 to take a refreshing shower to start this exciting day. My mom came over to stay with Liam and by 6:45am, we were on the road to the hospital.
7:01am We headed straight to the maternity ward to get checked in. They had me get into my gown and answer some last minute registration questions. Meanwhile, the anesthesiologist came in to ask if I would be wanting an epidural. I told him I was not opposed to the idea, especially since I had one (unknowingly) with the birth of Liam and it was delightful! No pain whatsoever, not even pressure.
7:30 – 8:00am I warned the nurses as soon as they were preparing the IV that I was going to be terribly hard to hook up to the IV. After numerous attempts at finding a vein, several minutes of digging around in my arm, (multiple times I was close to passing out…even Logan was feeling faintly) they finally got me hooked up on my hand. Needless to say, it was a rough way to start the day.
8:30am The Pitocin starts to flow! Eep! Every 15 minutes, the nurses came in to increase the amount of Pitocin being administered. They told me that this would be the case until contractions picked up.
8:45am Within just 15 minutes, my contractions were about 5 minutes apart and pretty manageable.
9:53am By now, contractions were up to 3 minutes apart, slightly painful, but still manageable, so my OB came to break my water. I had never had my water broken before and didn’t know what to expect. To tell you the truth, I was a little frightened and didn’t know how common it was. My OB assured me that it was a common procedure and there was nothing to be worried about. It was a quick pain (nothing like the pain of the IV placement!) and the water was broken. At this point, I was around 80% effaced and 2.5cm dilated.
Almost immediately, contractions became more intense and there was constant pressure. Again, every 15 minutes the nurses came in to increase Pitocin amounts and checked every time to see if I was ready for an epidural. I was constantly having a debate with myself over seeming like a whimp and getting an epidural or sticking it out a bit longer and being brave. After saying it out loud, both of the nurses quickly said, ‘If you’re planning on getting an epidural anyway, you may as well get it now and have less pain!’. My husband agreed with the nurses and was in full support of doing whatever I wanted.
10:30am I requested an epidural.
10:37am The epidural is administered. Since I was half asleep for the administration of my epidural with Liam, I had no idea what to expect here. It wasn’t painful, just shocking and surprising when I felt the needles and sometimes sudden pain down my back when it was being administered. Of course, this was all while dealing with strong contractions. Fun stuff.
11:37am I was starting to feel some relief from pain, but was still feeling contractions. The catheter was put in place and I was measuring 3.5cm dilated. The nurses then got me to lay on my right side for 30 minutes.
12:00pm I was having a lot more relief from the pain at this point, to the point where I thought about closing my eyes for a little nap when everyone left the room the next time.
12:28pm Laying on my back, the nurses checked me again and I had reached 6cm dilated and 90% effaced. Then, they helped me turn to lay on my left side. At this point my legs were numb.
12:45pm Within minutes of turning to my left side, I was suddenly feeling pain. It was a lot of pain that went from strong pressure at my pelvis to full-on painful contractions, way worse than what I was experiencing before the epidural. So much for that nap! The nurses decided to check me just in case and I had already progressed to 8cm in just 15 minutes! Whaaat?? At this point all I could do was breathe through the INSANE contractions and try to ignore all the commotion that was now going on in the room. I just kept closing my eyes and taking deep breathes, trying to remember that the pain would be over soon. This was completely and utterly NOT how it was the first time I got an epidural with Liam’s birth. I don’t know what in the world happened because the epidural seemed to have stopped working. All that was left was residual numbness in my legs…I felt everything else. Nurses were texting my OB updates, nurses were prepping a delivery table and my delivery nurses pushed my epidural button 3-4 times to help my pain…with no avail. The contractions were every minute and quite painful. Totally opposite that of my first epidural! Ouch!
12:55pm The nurse checked me again when I told them I was feeling immense pain and I was pretty sure I felt the head. Sure enough, I was measuring 10cm and +2. The nurses called my doctor for delivery.
1:05pm My husband was texting our family that we were starting, all while holding my hand through the pain.
1:08pm Doctor arrived with not a minute to spare! I immediately started pushing at the first sign of my next contraction. I pushed through a total of two contractions (about 4-5 total 10 second pushes) and…
1:13pm I delivered a baby boy! Hayden Blaise Edwards was born.
The hospital is a ‘Baby Friendly’ hospital and wants skin to skin contact with the mother as soon as the baby is born. I got to hold him for a few seconds on my chest, but he wasn’t breathing like he should, so they took him over to the baby unit in the room and got him breathing. They said it doesn’t happen often, but when it does the health of the baby is priority, of course! They went ahead and weighed and measured him and he was:
8lbs 7oz and measured 20.5 inches long!
While the nurses were working on Hayden, I delivered the placenta (which was also not very fun sans epidural). Then, Hayden and I were reunited once again. He took a while to latch on and was quite sleepy…and still is to this day (3 weeks old).
I was so fortunate to not tear during this delivery like I had with Liam, making my recovery a lot smoother than my first delivery. So, I guess that’s my ‘reward’ for going through a painful delivery? I’ll take it.
Overall thoughts from Hayden’s birth:
- I’m still in shock about how quickly the delivery went. From the time I began induction to delivering Hayden it was less than 5 hours, whereas with my induction to delivery time with Liam was 14 hours.
- I didn’t ever expect that the epidural wouldn’t work and I’m still unsure why it stopped working.
- I feel like I’m a stronger person having experienced the pain. I think it’s a right of passage thing in my brain or something. Plus, I didn’t have even close to normal contractions in my delivery with Liam, so it’s nice to say I’ve experienced it.
- I’m equally as happy at how quickly I have already forgotten the pain.
- I miss being pregnant, but I’m incredibly thankful to be able to walk and sleep ‘normally’ again.
- I still can’t believe he’s here!
How far along? 40 weeks
Total weight gain: 18.5 pounds
Maternity clothes? For sure.
Stretch marks? Just a few.
Sleep: I’ve been a nervous wreck, so sleep hasn’t been good. I’ve also had menstrual cramps for the past 3 nights from 2am-6am, causing it to be very uncomfortable to sleep on top of the braxton hicks contractions.
Best moment this week: The support and love I’ve received from friends and family, checking up on me.
Miss Anything? Sleep.
Movement: Still lots of movement. I’m going to miss this.
Food cravings: Grilled cheeses and tomato sandwich…mostly because I don’t feel like ‘cooking’.
Anything making you queasy or sick: Nope.
Gender: It’s a surprise! And I can’t wait to find out today!
Labor Signs: Braxton Hicks contractions, and still 2 cm dilated and 85% effaced. Being induced at 7am this morning.
Symptoms: Feeling heavy, pressure in the pelvis, menstrual-like cramps.
Belly Button in or out? Flat.
Wedding rings on or off? On and fitting loosely.
Happy or Moody most of the time: Nervous.
Looking forward to: Meeting the baby and getting into a routine as a family of four. I can’t believe this is my last pregnancy post!
40 weeks compared to pregnancy #1:
T-minus 12 hours until I am scheduled to go into the hospital to be induced with my second child. My emotions are overflowing and I don’t know where to start.
The realities that this could always be my last pregnancy (having struggled with infertility before), that these are the last baby kicks I feel, that this is the last time random strangers beginning beautiful conversations with me about pregnancy once they see my belly, are just a few bits running through my head. Then, if we decide and are able to have a third child, once I’m past the gruesome first 19 weeks of extreme nausea and fatigue, I truly love being pregnant. I feel beautiful and I receive lovely compliments from all around that make me glow. Knowing that will all go away in a few hours frightens me.
Also, the realization that it’ll take months to ‘get my body back’, the body that I am and always will be self conscious about. And that I won’t be able to wear tight fitted clothing without extreme sucking in again until (or if) I’m pregnant again.
Then, there’s the flip side. Knowing that I’ll be able to comfortably walk again, chase after my sweet Liam, exercise again (it’s been 14 weeks since I went on a run) and sleep better (with the exception of the painful swollen breasts I’ll have during the first year of this baby’s life). All good things.
Despite my effort to stay positive, my fears creep back in. I could go on and on about my fears of sleep deprivation on top of having to maintain Liam’s energetic schedule, the very real possibility that I could fall back into postpartum depression or even questioning how in the world there will be enough love in my heart to share between these two children.
This doesn’t even begin to cover the fears I have of the actual labor, delivery and recovery. You see, I was 40 weeks and 4 days when I delivered Liam. I was also induced with him, but it was 7 days before my scheduled induction date. I went in for my routine 41 week appointment, had an ultrasound to determine a weight range for the baby, and decided with the doctors and my husband that I should return to the hospital 2 hours later for an induction. There was no time for me to build any anxiety over what was about to happen. It just happened (the best form of induction, if you ask me).
I’m about to read my son books and put him to bed for the last time before I’m a mother of two. This is the last moment that I’ll get to witness my son as an only child. I’ll be at the hospital by the time he wakes up for preschool in the morning. He has no idea what’s coming, yet I’m soaking up every ounce of cuddles with my first born, while my unborn child kicks and stretches from inside. The next time I see my beautiful Liam’s face will (hopefully) be tomorrow when his grandparent’s bring him to the hospital to meet his new baby brother/sister.
I’m worried about him. Liam has no clue what all of this means. I seriously doubt he even understands what it means to say ‘baby tummy’ like he’s been doing for the last few months, especially considering the fact that he also points to his father’s stomach and his stomach and says baby tummy. (Note: we need to work on more anatomy later.) But, the sweet kisses on my ‘baby tummy’ from Liam melt my heart every time. Without even knowing it, he shows unconditional love for me and for this new baby. Despite the hope and encouragement that Liam will be an excellent big brother, I still have many self-doubts running through my head:
Did we give him enough time to be an only child? Did I spend enough one-on-one time with him before shaking his world all around? Can I have just one more day? Did we make the right decision to induce tomorrow?
I’m a very analytical person (I was a math and computer science major in college, my husband an engineering and computer science) and looking at the data alone with the statistics of how big this baby could be tomorrow and the increased risk of a caesarean if we allow the baby to get any bigger, we came up with delivery on his/her due date. It’s not the delivery I wanted, especially having been induced with my first child. I’ve always wanted the classic laboring at home and then heading to the hospital hours later scenario. Knowing that being induced tomorrow will require me to be constantly hooked up to monitors and strapped down by an IV filled with Pitocin, freaks me out. Knowing that this induction could have the potential to not cause me to progress into full labor like I should, resulting in a caesarean also scares me. It’s not what I would have liked, but it’s my story. Making this decision was so hard and I still question it, but in the end we’ll have a baby tomorrow and that’s exciting. Also, I’m a good candidate for a smooth delivery and I tend to over analyze the what-ifs (hence the freak-out session), but there’s a good chance that things will go smoothly. Fingers crossed!
However, change is always a scary thing. Ask anyone who knows me well and I’m not one for change. I’m a planner and like to know what to expect. However, knowing what to expect and knowing exactly when I’ll be arriving at the hospital to deliver this baby is terrifying.
I hope and pray that all will be just fine and that the baby and I will be in good hands throughout our birth story. The only thing I can do now is try my very best to sleep tonight, knowing this will be my last slumber before I become a mother of two.
I’m honored to be a Stonyfield Ambassador this year, sharing deliciousness including celebrating YoBaby’s 16th birthday!
We started Liam on yogurt when he 9 months old. I know you can begin yogurt at 6 months, but we decided to try most fruits and vegetables before we introduced yogurt. Nevertheless, he loved it! At first we tried just plain (Stonyfield YoBaby Simply Plain), unsweetened yogurt with puréed fruit mixed in.
Then, we introduced him to the good stuff: The flavored YoBaby. We mainly only fed him the YoBaby pouches (the ease of yogurt on-the-go and hardly any mess) and that’s still what he prefers to this day. I’m pretty sure he goes through about 10 pouches per week and if I let him, he’d inhale 6 pouches in one day. He’s a yogurt beast!
Since Liam is getting older, we’re slowly making the transition to using utensils. He’s never been interested in them and it’s been quite a challenge to get him to try. He’ll usually get two bites by himself before he gets frustrated with himself. We’re trying. We even got him a cute little toddler table (i.e. the big boy table) to make the transition to eating like a big boy even more exciting.
But, put a container of YoBaby in front of him (after allowing him to choose his flavor, of course) and we’re all about it. The cuteness!
Do you have any tips of how to make the transition to using utensils?
I’m so excited for all of the ‘new’ and ‘firsts’ with the new baby. And Stonyfield’s YoBaby will be our first again very soon with baby #2!
This post was created in partnership with Stonyfield. All opinions are my own. Please read my disclosure policy for further information.
I have had very little time to think about pregnancy this time around with the new house, chasing a toddler around, work and life. All I need were the essentials to make life easier and more comfortable. Here’s my list of my favorite pregnancy things!
- Blanqi Leggings – During my last pregnancy, I was largest in the middle of summer. This time I’m delivering in February so I need warmth. I’ve been wearing the Blanqi leggings for about 3 months now and wear them about 5 days a week. They’re the only leggings I’ve ever found to cover my entire belly, allow me to breathe and still be super comfortable and they smooth out all the unwanted lumps and bumps. I tend to wear them with boots and a sweater and I always feel so beautiful and supported in them. I’ll definitely be investing in some again during my next pregnancy. And pretty soon, I’ll be rocking the Bumped by Blanqi (a postpartum cami for nursing).
- The Bump Nest – Also known to my son as ‘mama pillow’ to which he loves to drag to the den and cuddle with. I can’t sleep without it any more and I even packed it up and took it on our babymoon a few weeks ago! It has such great support and allows me to sleep well with this growing belly. I did a full review on it if you click the link above.
- Acure Lotion – I’ve been using this lotion just for daily moisture for a few years now and it just so happens to be perfect for pregnancy, as well! It’s unscented (good for folks with skin conditions), super hydrating but doesn’t leave you feeling greasy, paraben free and organic. I use the same lotion on my son after bath time, too. I’ve had no additional stretch marks that I didn’t already have from my first pregnancy. Thank you moisture!
- Prenatal Massages – I’m fortunate to live in a town that has a spa dedicated to just women….It’s called the Mom Spa, in fact. I’m also a lucky girl to have a husband that knows I love massages…it’s basically at the top of my list. I’d rather have a massage than any other material possession as a gift. So, when my birthday rolled around, my husband treated me to a gift card at the local spa that has special prenatal massages. I went once a month for the last four months of my pregnancy and I’ve got to say it was the best thing ever. It was an hour out of my month for a little ‘me time’ and complete relaxation. If you can find a reputable place (ask around) and find a masseuse that you like, it’s worth every penny. You’ll leave feeling rejuvenated and ready to take on the world.
- Giant Tervis Cup – I bought a 24 ounce cup that was all mine. I mean, it says mom on it, so it has to be mine! I know the recommendation is to drink 64 ounces of fluid per day when you’re pregnant, so that adds up to filling this cup up almost 3 times. When you’re busy chasing a toddler and going about your busy day, it’s nice to be able to just have to fill it up three times. I can count to three and three is easy to remember, even when you’re pregnant. Drink up!
What are some of your favorite things for pregnancy?