#2619 Hi to baby clothes

The fun thing about having kids is…

(Well there are many things, ok)

Shopping for them. 😁😁😁😁

There was this very cute trakkie suit for the colder months that I fell in love with months ago while looking up an outfit to take baby home from the hospital in… who we now know as baby boy.

Just recently I ordered it, and today…

Soooo cute! πŸ₯°πŸ₯° And the outfit too. 🀣🀣

#2562 Wednesday water play and washing

I got some more baby stuff today, and got myself a big juice to sustain me and keep me going in my baby decision-making.

Then after some acupuncture, at this stage now designed to help baby get into and stay in place, my other baby (girl!) wanted to run through the sprinkler. So of course…

There is nothing quite like seeing your child so happy, and gee was she happy. She totally woke up (she is a water baby!) and was running through the streams of water for the longest time. Ahh, nice and refreshed at the end of it all. πŸ’¦πŸ’–

Another standout memory has to go to what I did at the end of the day…

Some perspective… 2013 to 2023.

It brought me such happiness to do the washing today… because I was washing baby’s newborn clothes! Seeing them out there on the line, reminded me of doing it 10 years ago, and it was only 9 days before baby girl entered the world that I got it done.

Let’s hope I get more than 9 days this time around between washing and baby arriving! πŸ˜¬πŸ€žπŸ˜πŸ™πŸ€°πŸ€£πŸ₯°πŸ’–

#2503 The non-maternity dress

A month or so ago I was in Target browsing through the maternity section and getting quite frankly, excited.

Finally, clothes that could fit me and my growing belly! I went into the change room with so many clothes, I actually wasn’t allowed to bring them all in, so I broke them up into two groups, made Hubbie hold one pile while I went through the other, then swapped. 🀣

Out of all those many clothes, I just went home with about 4 items, 5 if you count the maternity undies. 2 of them I have worn a fair bit already, I am happy with those buys… and one of them, which I will call loose gypsy pants, well I am not happy with AT ALL.

I seriously look like a truck reversing into a car spot, that’s how wide my hips and behind and everything look in them!

They may allow for my belly, but they are truly unflattering.

That’s when I decided, NO MORE MATERNITY CLOTHES.

(Other than undergarments of course.)

I wasn’t then taking into consideration, that this pregnancy was unlike my first… my first I was the biggest in Winter, so I did need to be a bit more careful with clothes and perhaps buy a bit more…

This pregnancy, I will be my biggest, and growing to that level, all through Summer.

This would actually be a great time of year to be pregnant! Think loose, flowy, light clothing… and it didn’t necessarily need to be maternity either.

I already had dresses that could accommodate my belly. And if I needed more, it was actually smarter to buy a Summery, floaty dress that I could wear in other non-pregnant Summers, rather than buy a maternity dress that I might only wear a handful of times this season.

Today, we went shopping, and back to Target we went. I did peruse ever so quickly the maternity section (curiosity), but was truly surprised when I saw a lovely, non-maternity dress, in another section, that fit the bill.

A beautiful, bright, Summery colour, and I could wear it when I wasn’t pregnant… but I could wear it now too! Oh, the joy! I snapped it up, and really feel like I am doing the pregnancy thing right now… WINNING! 😁😁

#2465 Marvelling at where we’re at

It’s been a quiet week work-wise.

I’ve been using the spare time to do EVERYTHING else.

I make appointments. I go to appointments. I catch up on washing, cleaning, writing.

I think of my passions. I try to fit them in where I can. I write to-do lists, things that need to be done soon, things that need to be done before baby comes.

Baby. I massage my belly with creams. I look at the new baby clothes I have. I step into the nursery and just look around, marvelling at it and where we are and all of life at the moment.

I’ve felt life’s lows, and now I’m feeling life’s highs. πŸ™

Baby girl has had a good week too. It’s amazing what a missing person in the friendship group can do. It shakes things up. She’s been playing with heaps of new friends, and I’ve used the opportunity to show here that she has many friends, she doesn’t just have to stick to what or who she knows, especially if respect fails to show up.

I buy presents. For others, for us. I plan outings for the future. I message, and call and email.

I get excited.

It is Spring after all. Now IS the time to get excited. 😁😁

#2449 Baby parcel

Hubbie messaged me early this morning, alerting me that something we had ordered for the car was arriving today.

He was excited.

So some time after it had arrived, when baby told me there was a parcel at the door, I had to ask her twice.

Sure enough, there was.

Gone are the days of covid and lockdown where we were going trigger-parcel-happy, and I was losing track of what I had ordered, what had arrived, and what was still to come.

Sure Hubbie’s car part was here… what was this package?

And it was addressed to me.

It occurred to me then… ahh yes. That belly cream. It’s arrived. That’s it.

But when I looked at the sender’s address and saw where it came from, my confusion only grew again!

What had I ordered from a popular baby clothes brand? Hold on, I hadn’t, which meant…

Now, I was excited. 😁

Work, schmork. Baby girl and I eagerly opened the parcel, and I was beaming from start to end.

It was a beautiful parcel sent to me by one of my besties. OMG.

Baby clothes to get me through the first few months. All neutral of course, but so gorgeous and cuddly and warm, OMG! I was so excited and grateful, sending her an ecstatic thank you, and then just beaming at them all, so, so happy.

Surprise parcels are the best. I feel blessed. πŸ₯°πŸ₯°πŸ™πŸ™

#2440 Folding baby clothes

Today I spent some time folding away baby clothes.

These are baby girl’s old clothes, but I wasn’t packing them away forever...

(I started at size 0.

Then size 00.

Size 000.

Size 0000.

And I even had a couple of size 00000.

The smallest were on the top you see, because – )

… I was packing them away, for a later day. 😊

For the very near future, when the growing baby in my belly can use them too. πŸ’–πŸ™

It was a beautiful, yet almost surreal moment. I couldn’t help it. A smile crept up on my face as I folded.

Fold, fold, fold.


#2428 So tiny and cute

Currently this is what is draped along baby girl’s old cot.

Her old cot, and soon-to-be our future baby’s new one. πŸ˜‰

I spent the first few months being super cautious, so now I’m making up for lost time. I’ve been first buying little baby outfits, bit by bit… and then in bunches. πŸ˜‚

The volume is being purchased in exponential amounts… 1, then 1, then 3, then 6. πŸ€¦β€β™€οΈ

Seriously, I love it.

Today a parcel came. I had come across a sale last week, and finally the beautiful bunch of cuteness arrived at my doorstep.

I was working and trying to ignore the unopened parcel lying on the ground near me. Maybe 10 minutes passed and I went ‘stuff it, I can’t take it anymore.’

I opened the parcel and explored all the cute things.

So tiny! And so cute! Seriously, how tiny?! πŸ˜‚πŸ˜πŸ₯°πŸ’–

I love them all. I need to go through baby girl’s old newborn stuff, seeing what is neutral enough to reuse, because let’s face it, all that newborn stuff gets a whole lot of spit and poo on it, so you need a bit extra… but also, second-hand, especially from a sibling, is perfectly acceptable.

Still, there’s something about those new clothing feels… those new feels…

Feeling things anew, all over again. πŸ₯°πŸ€°

#2425 Sunset musings

The sky looked pretty and bright this evening.

I reflected a lot during the day and then at night.

I spoke out loud, my hopes, my fears. Sometimes I can’t believe where I’m at. It hit me today, a few times.

“If I am sleeping let me never wake up.”

For the most part I am one with reality, it has sunk in. But then I buy another baby outfit with baby girl, some maternity wear… she laughs at me when I look at yet another onesie, but then she too coos over a cute neutral number that boy or girl can wear.

So we buy it.

We aren’t finding out the gender. I love people guessing. I love guessing. We can make a game of it. People get awfully heated too about their opinions of how you carry, while I just laugh and laugh.

I love it.

When I was pregnant with baby girl I had one friend tell me there was no doubt I was carrying a boy – everything about my tummy pointed to that. And yet when baby girl came out, they put their hands up in defense – “you’re proof the old wives tale is wrong!”

At this rate I’m collecting more clothes than baby will wear. I’m excited. I’ve earnt the right to feel this way too.

I am still craving juice. Juice juice juice. Boost juices have replaced my coffees, and I honestly don’t even miss that caffeine.

I’m not looking just bloated anymore. There is a definite bump. My tummy is stretching constantly, moving and shifting and giving me feels I have never felt before. It makes me feel like this is the first time, though my precious baby girl who kisses my belly nearly every day is proof that it isn’t.

I look out at the waters before me. They sparkle. Spring is coming. Will baby get to step into those waters next Summer, or will they be just a tad too small?

Maybe we can hope for an Indian Summer.

It makes sense. I’m having one in my own life right now. πŸ˜‰πŸ™πŸ–οΈπŸ©΄

#2422 Baby stuff

Today was Wednesday, so Hubbie and I did our brunch thing.

Not only did we share a chocolate-style French toast and scoff it down before I realised I hadn’t taken a photo (πŸ€¦β€β™€οΈ) but I had a juice (craving again) and he had a coffee… and then he had another, because we had gotten comfortable and were getting into an interesting conversation.

Baby names. πŸ‘ΆπŸ₯

It was a real honest, intuitive, I’d even say thorough discussion. We said things out loud, typed them into our phone, and at the end Hubbie said “if you are happy with (insert boy’s name) then I am happy with (insert girl’s name).”

It felt like a really nice compromise, not even that, a happy agreement.

We are totally open to other names, and will continue to be until the day baby arrives, but it’s lovely to know that we have something already in the piece, brewing.

When he said “Baby girl and (insert girls name) or Baby girl and (insert boys name)” to hear how it sounded, I swear they both sounded so good I welled up with tears.

That was the first baby moment of the day. πŸ’–πŸ’–

The second two moments came at the end of the night. I saw a social media ad about a sale on some baby clothes (who says ads don’t work? 🀣) and went online and bought a bunch of really cute baby clothes, ranging from 0000 to 00. There are many months still ahead of me, so I should really control myself… but it’s never too early to start, right?


And the trifecta was the Palmer’s cocoa butter. I used this religiously in my pregnancy with baby girl, along with another belly oil I alternated with. I’m already getting a noticeable belly, and today I went and bought the Palmer’s so I could begin my nightly tradition with my belly massage.

We always find ourselves on the couch at the end of the day, even if it’s for a bit. Like I did 9 years ago, I rub the lotion into my belly, thinking happy thoughts for baby and the pregnancy. I did it last time, and I will do it again. Whether the cream helps me as it did last time, time can only tell, but at the very least I am having the most relaxing, beautiful bonding time with baby, and I think that means more and is worth more than anything else. πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ€°πŸ€°

(How many times can I use the pregnancy emoji in the next 6-ish months?πŸ€”πŸ˜‚)

#2274 Perks of stay-at-home work

There are so many, let’s be honest.

I can get comfy in my trakkies and no one can see. I could wear a bikini in summer, and no one would see either!

I can both work, AND make it to drop off and pick up baby girl from school.

I can feed the cat at a respectable time, and then let him out… then in… then out… πŸ€¦β€β™€οΈπŸ€£

I can make a quick meal because ahem, I have the whole kitchen to myself! (I have been known to throw the ingredients for soup in a pot and get it going while I work!)

But today, and for the last week or so, it’s been something else.

The radio.

I’ve been leaving it on lightly as I work. I’ve never done this before because listening and accurately capturing what is being said is kinda essential for my work, hence why I go as far as wearing ear buds even though I am the only one at home.

But lately, I’ve been leaving the radio on, ever so softly, totally background vibes, so that as I work, I have a nice soundtrack taking me through the day. And at the same time, it’s not so intrusive as to interfere with what I’m doing. I guess, it’s like being in the office again, only I’m at home. πŸ˜€

And today there was a whole slew of great songs that took me through the day. Some of my favourites were:

Mondo Rock – Come Said The Boy

INXS – Don’t Change

The Cars – Drive

Dragon – Rain

Madonna – Crazy For You.

In these moments I usually take the opportunity to stretch my legs and take a break, and put the volume up as I warble along πŸŽΆπŸŽ€πŸ˜‚

Just as well I’m not in the office… 🀣