Kicking Wing

     I mentioned before that my son Ridley (8) is going to be Joe Dirt for Halloween this year.  I can't even think about it without laughing.  I've also been searching for a costume for myself that doesn't bare my belly, because I find that a little gross.  And cold.  I debated over doing one of those costumes where it looks like the baby's arms are sticking out of my stomach in a very alienesque manner.  Especially if one of those arms is holding a Trick or Treat bag.  I'll admit I was a little squeamish about that, and so was my husband. 
     We were talking about Ridley's Joe Dirt costume and Matt said something partly in jest about me going as Kicking Wing, the Native American friend of Joe Dirt's in the movie.  Well, I thought it was a fantastic idea, and I believe it's a go!  All I need is a cowboy hat, some clunky glasses (I think Ridley has a 3-D pair in his room somewhere that I can remove the lenses from), and hopefully some type of seventies style cowboy shirt if I can find it.  Put my hair in braids and I'm done.  I mean, come on.  I already look like that!

     Anyone care to comment?

To Clothe the Bump

     I finally broke down and bought some new maternity clothes at Motherhood Maternity.  I was starting to get made fun of for wearing the same two shirts every day.  I think I have the pants covered for the rest of this pregnancy.  I have two pairs of black leggings and two pairs of dark skinny jeans that aren't in the least bit skinny.  I now have five tops, all short sleeved.  I figure that I can mix and match with sweaters and jackets to make them really last.  I never wear dresses in the winter anyway, so unless I get invited to a special function or heaven forbid someone dies and I have to attend a funeral I won't be buying any dresses. 
     I've elected not to post any photos of me wearing any of these clothes.  I must say that my get-up-and-go when it comes to personal grooming (not hygiene, I still shower and brush my teeth) has got up and absolutely went.  I'll consider posting some if I decide to put some effort into my appearance, but it just isn't very likely.  I'm fully aware that I will look like death on a cracker for the next six months to a year.  On that note, if anyone has some old maternity clothes lying around please send them my way!  Or for that matter, any baby stuff.  Or...anything really.
     Anyone care to comment on their pregnancy wardrobe or lack thereof?

 

Greetings

      Hello all.  I'm Amy.  Mommy's Delightful Mess is a blog about life, my own in particular.  I'm the proud mama of a brilliant and beautiful eight year old boy and am embarking on the surprise adventure of having another.  I'm especially interested in beautiful things, beautiful people, lovely food and cooking, and at the moment about pregnancy (mainly of the high-risk variety like my own).  I've started this blog to help me work through the trials of finding oneself and keeping onself after having children, and to preserve our inner children by appreciating the little things.  As I get this blog moving, I hope to hear from other women, mommies, and just at the moment, mommies-to-be that have been given that high risk diagnosis.