Dreamy jammies


I WANT: Aimee’s Nursing Nightgowns

Was just poking around over at The Stamford Wife, and she had a great post about pretty maternity undies, bras and nightgowns.

The Aimee Nursing Nightgown is a super-soft, stretchy nightie that is great for nursing moms. But Stamford Wife liked her so much, she’s wearing it before Baby even arrives!
It comes in black, cranberry, pink, blue and purple, and they also robes and pyjama sets.
I am definitely a nightgown girl, and the pink one would go perfectly with my pink Juicy Couture robe (pictured here).
COST: $41.95 (US)
SHOP HERE

Intervention!


I think everyone is addicted to something that is bad for them. Cigarettes, wine, coffee, etc. Really, addictions are only to bad things — no one ever complains of an addiction to green apples.

I started young, probably around age 7 or 8. My parents drank Diet Coke exclusively, and it was just the household norm. When I had to drink regular Coke over at a friend’s house, I was grossed out by every sugary mouthful. 
I have always drank Diet Coke strictly for taste — after all, when you are used to the crisp bite of aspartame, drinking regular pop is like guzzling pancake syrup. 
There have been times — i.e. teens, early 20s — where I drank far more than I should, and times when I was the Queen of Moderation.
And it will all come to an end. *TEAR*
This summer, when Darling Husband and I enter trying-to-conceive-mode, I will have to lay down my crack pipe — er, can — and kiss Diet Coke good-bye. 
Good-bye to aspartame, potential harmer of baby brains. Good-bye to the caffeine, potential … well, not sure exactly, but something.
So to practice, I have decided to give it up for Lent. Starting today, it shall not passeth my lipseth for 40 days and 40 nights — how Biblical of me.
I am not sure how I will replace it. Club soda, water, lemonade — all of the options are so bleak. But perhaps through horrible, horrible self-denial, I can cure myself of my aspartame love affair …

The daily grind

Yes, I am having another one of those days.

You know the kind — when you are pretty sure you will jump out of your office window before the clock strikes five? Had to duck out around 3:30 and stand on the street, in the freezing cold, just to get away from the frustration and stresssssssss. 
Luckily, I have a very kind husband, who sympathized with me and took the evening off so he could pick me up and take me out for dinner. Feeling much better now … but annoyed in general at workkkkkkkk.
I can’t get into details, but today was really hard. I do like my job, for the most part, but the consistent level of stress makes me nervous of how I would cope if I was pregnant.
I feel like I have the personality –and the work ethic — to be an entrepreneur someday. I love the idea of having my own business, and benefiting from my talent and hard work. 
I’m just not sure what I would do … and if it would be harder or easier to juggle your own business with a baby? …

The Big List of No-No’s

I am a total hypochondriac.

Whenever I get any symptoms, my fingers are flying over the keyboard, trying to find an e-diagnosis. Darling Husband has gotten more than one tearful phone call as I sobbed, “I have a brain tumor!”
Since there are so, so, so, so many things that you should not do when you’re pregnant, I have been going a little Google-nuts. 
Most websites recommend that you follow the pregnant-and-nursing guidelines while you’re trying to conceive, and that means I’ve only got about five months to figure out this out. I thought it would be easier to list everything in one place.
Here goes:

WHAT NOT TO EAT/DRINK:

  • Tilefish
  • Swordfish
  • King mackerel
  • Shark
  • Blowfish
  • Raw or undercooked eggs (I fear this means cookie dough)
  • Eggnog
  • Caesar salad (raw egg in dressing)
  • Raw fish (sushi or sashimi)
  • Tuna (although some experts say one serving per week is safe)
  • Crab (Sebastian)
  • Cod (found in fish sticks)
  • Halibut (also in fish sticks)
  • Oysters 
  • Rare meat (I fear this means rare filet, boo)
  • Hot dogs (Damn!)
  • Pre-cooked diced chicken (Found in sandwich shops)
  • Soft-serve ice cream (Daaaaaamn)
  • Hydrogenated oils
  • Coleslaw
  • Pre-made grocery store salads
  • No more than 10,000 IU of Vitamin A per day (there is only 6,000 in your prenatal vitamin)
  • Caffeined coffee (more than 100mg)
  • Caffeined pop (more than 100mg)
  • Unpasteurized soft cheeses
  • Unpasteurized juice
  • Packaged luncheon & deli meat
  • Artificial sweeteners
  • Pate
  • Unwashed produce
  • Undercooked poultry
  • Un-filtered tap water
WHAT NOT TO DO:
  • Smoke cigarettes
  • Do drugs
  • Drink alcohol
  • Microwave food in plastic containers
  • Dye your hair
  • Go horseback riding
  • Go downhill skiing
  • Do kickboxing
  • Take any medication without checking with your doctor
  • Sit in hot tubs
  • Take hot baths
  • Go near kitty litter boxes
  • Clean your oven
  • Inhale gas while filling up your car
  • Houseclean with heavy-duty cleaning products (i.e. scotchguard, stain removers)
  • Go near a room that’s been freshly-painted
  • Hang around in fume-filled nail salons (especially near gel nail applications)
  • Go scuba-diving
  • Jump on a trampoline
Well, there you have it, preggos and pre-preggos! Stay away from those damn trampolines. I can’t imagine why that — and some of the other items on this list — are dangerous, but the hypochondriac in me isn’t arguing. 
Although I will miss hot dogs …
P.S. Don’t even get me started on Diet Coke. That sob story is for another blog entry.
P.P.S. Or possibly a whole new blog, called Diary of an Addict or something.

Alphabet nursery art

Just found these flashcards by Patricia Zapata over at Pancakes and French Fries. They’re handmade and beautiful, but what I really love is how great they look in the white frame/green matte. 

How perfect would these be as nursery art??? Love!