I am an avid fan of massages and have been going for foot massages and body massages for years. In fact I credit a tuina lady for helping me more than a physio did for a chronic muscle pull in my back which I developed thanks to years of child bearing, rearing, and carrying. So… Continue reading The Outcall Spa’s Prenatal Massage – bringing pregnancy relief to your home!
Over the years I’ve grown both myself (like a couple dress sizes!) and my collection of maternity clothes. So for first time mummies not knowing where to begin with what to wear, here are some of my tips on how to make the most of your clothes without breaking the bank. Thankfully the trend these… Continue reading Look fab during pregnancy!
Baby Scout turned 2 months yesterday, and I know it’s only been 2 months, but I’ve been lamenting my post-baby body since…oh almost 5 years ago. Only it gets worse after each baby, and I’m now convinced that my feet, rib cage, and hips have no hope of returning to its pre-babies form. I often… Continue reading Before and not-so-great After.
It’s taken me almost a week to put up this post because I just haven’t had the time to sit at my Mac at all. I can’t use the iPad because both boys will want it and fight over it, and I swear my eyesight is getting worse with me trying to do everything using… Continue reading How I survived the confinement month.
They say solitary confinement can make a person mad – and then there’s maternity confinement, which in small enclosed spaces with several others (like say, a MIL, helper, two kids and a baby), can start to wear on everyone’s nerves. That coupled with no showering (for some, definitely not for me!) and smelling of ginger… Continue reading Confinement is not House Arrest
It’s coming to two weeks of the confinement month – how time flies! In response to my last post about the birth story of Scout, I was most amused that some mummies found it unusual for me to drive myself to the hospital. I know all the books say, have someone drive YOU to the… Continue reading Driving Miss Daisy (and what to pack for going there)
So there we were, 2 days before EDD, an ordinary Thursday. I hadn’t planned anything for the boys, but with the haze, thought I might bring them to an indoor playground since that would require just supervision and less participation on my part. And then I started to get that all familiar constant crampy feeling.… Continue reading 1 + 1 = 5, A Birth Story