My head is literally spinning, but I'm going to start here: since my youngest was born, there has been the introduction of many maternity lines including J.Crew, H&M, and some higher end designers sprinkled in there along the way. I've been contemplating having a third ever since J.Crew started making maternity (ok not really, I joked about it, but here we are, so now I get to give it a try!).
First of all, maternity jeans are amazing. When my younger, single, and kid free sister asked if I was "already wearing maternity jeans?" my response was automatic and, if I do say so, correct. "Hell yeah, they're amazing! YOU might want to try them some time!" The reality is, they do make you question everything. Like, why do I even wear jeans that don't have a stretchy waist? Why NOT eat seconds at the dinner table? So this is what I look like without denim-induced love handles?! Etc... you get the picture. (all of this loveliness is of course countered by the trying-to-fit-back-into-my-regular-jeans routine that begins about 6 weeks postpartum... but we'll save that for the Fall ... {eye roll}).
Anyhow, I do plan on getting back to the blog, and hashing out the next 6 months. Already the difference in mindset and philosophy is huge .... much different than with the first two, although I don't think there's any bigger difference than after your first pregnancy/child.
Here's the thing, with my oldest (Connor- and of course in true first-born-supremecy style the blog IS named after him lol) I was old 23/24 years old ... sheesh! Basically a baby myself. Got pregnant on the first swing (never appreciated that, by the way) and was learning and doing the best I could....with a husband that was learning right along with me. That was pre-iPhone fever where there is most certainly "an app for that" and before I had my momfidence (mom confidence) about me.
Fast forward to 2016 ..... over 30 ... things are looking a bit different. I mean EVERYTHING. The body is different (duh), mindset (i.e.: you know, our moms all drank and smoked and ate GMO and I'm damn near perfect, right!?), goals are loftier (i.e.: beyond just not puking up breakfast) and the baby gear improvements ..... OH MY ... everything can operate using a cell phone app? Sign me up!
Be sure to follow this blog for more to come ... probably most of it in a sarcastic, tired-mom, I-just-want-a-giant-glass-of-wine tone... you've been warned...
xo
PS: Obligatory tummy pic - cause you need something to look at and keep your attention I'm sure.
