I first saw this Lindy Bop dress previewed in summer last year, and had been looking out for it ever since. I don’t wear tonnes of novelty prints these days, but every now and then one can still catch my eye – and for this one it was the great red-yellow-green colours that did it for me. I love having totally different pieces in my wardrobe. Add to that the super cute neckline and it was a winner.
But then it didn’t get released last year and that was oh so sad. But then here it was in summer 2018, and of course isn’t that just typical because I’ve chosen to be a whale this season and can’t wear most things from most repro brands… but wait! There’s an elastic waistband on this dress… and fully adjustable straps. It dawned on me this dress was totally appropriate for even my large 8-month bump because I could get the stretchy waistband to sit on top of my tummy. I had to watch out for the bust sizing though – I’m still not used to the expansion in that area and had to size up 2 sizes (check the guide) to accommodate it. The fabric doesn’t stretch so that was quite key. But bump room? There’s plenty!
And suddenly I had me a really cute maternity dress that I’ll hopefully be able to wear post-birth, although that might be up to my chest and how much it deflates (er, please deflate, chest). But why is this an ‘ironic’ dress? I can’t even look at a chilli right now! While I never ate anything mega hot, I love curries and preferably with a little bit of heat, but since about month 5 of this pregnancy the heartburn has put a total stop to that. It’s SO BAD. So that’s now rare steak, most cheesecake and curries I’ve had to avoid for months – what is the point of living?! (It’s a good thing I was already pretty intolerant of alcohol.)
Obviously, I jest. But I do love my food and tend to get pretty upset if B chooses to eat a cheesecake in front of me. Pregnant woman upset is a different level to non-pregnant woman upset, I find – as in I will literally cry for ten minutes because I can’t eat what I want to eat. And I really, really miss curry. The other thing I miss and can’t wait to be reunited with, though? My shoe collection. The shoes in these photos are one of approximately 4 pairs I can still get onto my huge, swollen feet. It doesn’t matter how much I rest with my legs up, being 8 months pregnant in summer I take one step out of bed and my feet inflate to x10 the size they were – it’s actually almost magical how fast it happens. This pair of shoes I nearly threw out because I couldn’t keep them on before – and now they’re slightly too tight… It’s all glamour over here. Weirdly my feet don’t look as huge in these photos as they were in real life (if B recoils in horror I know it’s a bad day) – but do bear in mind I had super narrow feet and ankles before!
All this being said, I’m writing this as I turn 37 weeks – which is technically speaking full-term – today! So it could come tomorrow, or it could decide to take another 5 weeks of rib pain, overheating and giant feet… If I wasn’t so pregnant I’d be delighted with the lengthy heatwave the UK is currently experiencing, but I can’t believe this stroke of irony as it’s the first one I can remember happening in years. And what genius decided to get massively pregnant for peak summer? Oh.