They’re both topics I wrote about in the February issue of Chicago Parent. Thanks to Melanie and Sheila for making my job easy!
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They’re both topics I wrote about in the February issue of Chicago Parent. Thanks to Melanie and Sheila for making my job easy!
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Back about 8 weeks ago, I was singing my own praises about my abundant milk supply and breastfeeding prowess. Now, I’m just a regular-old nursing pro. But while I have mastered the hooter-hider, (I highly recommend the Bebe Au Lait ones, and I’m not being paid to say that.) I have not mastered the attractive or comfortable other nursing gear.
Tempted not to spend a lot of money on a product, like a nursing bra, that I might have only used for a week or two, I bought a few cheapie ones at Target. Ten weeks later, they are still highly unattractive and not very comfortable.
Which is why I jumped at an offer by my friend Beth to test out (and giveaway) a new nursing wardrobe by Bravado. (I am being compensated to say this.) Bravado, apparently a well-recognized brand in the lactation nation but unknown to a rookie like me has come out with an affordable line of nursing gear at Target called Basics by Bravado. Yay! Just one more thing I need to add to my cart.
The stuff looks totally comfortable, and I like how on their website Bravado itemizes each item’s use and purpose.
See? She didn’t cheap out on nursing gear like I did.
I’ll tell you how it lives up to its promise when I get my gear to test out.
But, in the meantime, you can enter to win $500 worth of must-have baby items by entering the Basics by Bravado “Spot a Mom” by following these easy steps:
Let me know if you decide to do it! If you do, I’ll put you in a pool to win Bravado nursing gear plus a DVD. I NEVER do contests like these, but now I’m like a member of La Leche or something. Well, not quite, but who doesn’t like free stuff? Good luck!
Disclosure: I am being compensated for writing a review of Basics by Bravado and conducting the contest. Not for breastfeeding, although if I was I’d be a bizillionaire right now.
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I have made it back from vacation, tropical-depression free. I suppose the only depression I’m feeling now is the one that knows I have 8 loads of laundry to do and a stack of mail to go through. So while I go tend to my life again, why don’t you read what I’ve been up to?
That’s it for now, but I’m interviewing some really interesting parenting professionals this month for CP and I’ll be sure to fill you in on their brilliance.
Now, back to reality.
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Now that I’ve downloaded the Facebook application to my Blackberry, I now get all friend requests (all 1 of them a week) as quickly as technology makes possible. Typically I look at my friend requests remotely and then check them out more thoroughly on the site. It’s not like I’m that popular or that I get so many requests, but I like to see people’s faces, or friends we have in common before I connect with them.
After all there are those nudie photos of me on my profile picture. KIDDING.
So when I opened up my Facebook notification today and saw my latest friend request, I did a double take. Could it be? Could it really be that my friend’s MOM just friended me on Facebook?
I laughed for about a second when my brother and sister-in-law friended me in the span of a week. They are in their 40s and have tween-age children, so I figured if anyone from their family was on the site, it was my nieces.  But after my 30-second chuckle, I realized that they, like my young self, probably have a lot of friends online.
But my friend’s mom? Of course I can’t see who she’s friends with until I confirm her request, but I can’t decide if I really want to let into my Facebook a mom I’ve known for 20 years.  Who saw me with bad 80s hair and will now get a peek into my married life. To deny her would offend her, but to friend her may force me into Facebook hiding.
Ah, the dilemmas of the technology age. What would you guys do?
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Would you take your kids to the circus even if you’re ethically opposed? That’s my latest quandry over at Work It! Mom. I’d love to know what you think!
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Wondering where I’ve been the last two weeks? Unpacking my maternity clothes. I’m kidding, but seriously, I forgot how many ugly maternity clothes I have.
I must have been deluded by all the progesterone scurrying through my body of late, but early on in this pregnancy I actually got excited to see my maternity clothes again. I remember picking them out lovingly the first time around, even thinking that $300 wasn’t a lot to spend in one outing at Pea in the Pod. (It bought me a sweater and a pair of pants, for the record.) I spent a lot of time trying to look pregnancy “cute” (which, for the record is the single most annoying thing someone can tell you when you’re pregnant besides “you’re barely showing!”) the first time around.This time, though, I’m lucky if I can put on some black sweats and a t-shirt that will cover my ever-expanding girdle. Granted, the black sweats are lululemon, but it’s still not an excuse for wearing them EVERY day.
So now that I’m four months along, I felt it was the perfect time to unpack what’s been sitting in my closet for three years. I should have known better. A sampling of the horrors of my closet.
As my friend said, it’s knocked-up schoolgirl chic.
I cannot believe I saved something with this many stains on it.
Even a black maternity swimsuit won’t make me look svelte.
Attack of the killer bras. I like my flat chest much better.
I just showed you the worst of my worst. Will you show me yours and then we can all laugh together? Please?
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