One of the biggest challenges for me and many moms mid-pregnancy, was making sure that I had clothes that fit for the whole nine months. Actually the biggest challenge was having the will to wear something other than maternity jeans and my husband's t-shirts. I wasn't the stylish pregnant lady I envisioned myself to be. But given that I was carrying a boy popular belief told me that it was to be expected. This however, did not stop me from feeling like a total slob topped with the bushiest eyebrows in the metro. I decided right then and there that it was time to up the ante.
Being that I was doomed to bedrest for my entire pregnancy I tool to the world wide web in search for the trendiest maternity outfits I could find. One of my first stops was Pinterest for a dash of inspiration. If you send me off to a store online or off I go too crazy if I don't have outfit ideas from the get go. Check out my Pinterest to see my outfit inspirations.
Naturally my first online stop to jumpstart my styling the bump project was Zalora. I've picked out a few pieces that are totally wearable throughout my pregnancy and even after!
This one also comes in black and white of you
want something a bit more classic
Take a look at Zalora's big rage of fashion for moms-to-be from Buntis here.
There is no excuse to looking frumpy when you're pregnant, you already feel different and sometimes bloated putting on some cute threads may just be the way to make you feel a bit better on those bad days :D
Gender reveal is one of the most exciting things during a pregnancy. Finally you can stop calling the baby "it","she/he", or just plain "baby" and finally give it a legit name or nickname. Before we found out Cid's gender we called him "fetus" or "feetz" for short. Although medyo na attach na kami sa nickname na "feetz" easybells lang, let it go (like Frozen) and embrace the very first information that gave our little peanut an identity.
Hubby dreaded a girl, he knew the little struggles being around girls from having two challenging sisters, losing his parents at an early age and having to take care of them. Marrying a strong headed woman himself, he knew what he was going to get into if the ultrasound showed no magic stick. I on the other hand felt it was a boy, I had all the common "side effects" of having boys. I had totally abandoned my eyebrows, forgotten my fashion sense and never wore deodorant at home, o di ba diyosang diyosa!
First time in over 5 months that I actually thought of exfoliating and making use of a face mask.
Finding out that we were having a boy was both exciting and nerve racking. Thankfully I have a bit of experience with handling boys from being tita of my sisters two boys. But even so, I couldn't help but wonder if, aside from the looming fear of being a crap mom, if I would be able to handle or relate to the little boy swimming around in my belly. How about the dream of pink sparkly things and little baby doll shoes and smocking dresses that I had secretly planned to hoard once I found out I was having a girl?
I was around babies a lot when I was a teenager. My sister got married when I was 13 and our cousin who lived right next door to us, got married when I was about 9 or 10. So once they started having kids (three each!) I was one of the designated babysitters of the family. This is what I know from the little I experienced as an aunt to three 2 boys and 4 girls:
Cribs are useful.
At the time formula milk was a big thing, not a lot of mothers were breastfeeding, unlike nowadays where more mothers are exclusively breastfeeding (which is the right way to go). And there were no latched babies every 2 hours and hardly any of them slept on the same bed as their parents. So even after I read that it might be useless to get a crib since we have decided to try to stick to breastfeeding exclusively, I still got one, because something told me to, and cribs are useful.
When I was first deciding on what kind of crib to get, I opted to get something that wasn't too expensive (kasi kuripot ako at sabi ng mga peeps hindi naman talaga kailangan sobrang bongga yung crib ng baby mo basta matibay). I've had relatives and friends who've told me they always splurge on their first born, buy all the branded and top notch gear only to regret it later on. So after looking at the beautiful Chicco crib that had built in songs, night light, vibrator and what not, cost as much as a second hand car-I decided I wanted to go a different route.
I found a place here in Quezon City that handmade rattan furniture and had a lot of experience with making cribs! After pestering my hubby to make sure they can make it adjustable, so we wouldn't have to get Cid a playpen when he gets older and it would be the right color of varnish, we decided it was a go. It arrived a week ago and I can't stop looking at how each material is a different color and some of them bend slightly a different way from one another. Perfect imperfection :)