One of my favourite things about being pregnant is indulging in a brand new wardrobe. I know it’s frivolous and maternity clothes aren’t forever, but if I can find something to wear that helps me feel like less of a hippo and more of a graceful earth mother, then I’m OK with that.

My main problem with dressing a bump is my own warped perception of my body. In my head, I am Gwen Stefani or Gisele – lithe, thin and with no evidence I am pregnant other than a perfectly round, football-shaped bump perched beautifully on my middle. The reality, however, is somewhat different.

I never looked like Gwen Stefani or Gisele before I was pregnant so goodness knows why I suddenly think I’ll look like them at six months gone. Instead, I am a great deal shorter shorter at 5ft four and three quarters (don’t forget the three quarters) and two dress sizes bigger, at 10-12 rather than 6-8.

This means that some of the maternity clothes I love the look of online would actually make me look like a cross between a whale and a barrel. Not flattering.

Which leads me to my main gripe about maternity wear – why is it all online?! There are only a couple of stores in my nearest city that stock maternity clothes (H&M is my favourite) and all the others that I like (New Look, Next, Topshop) only have ranges available to order online. This is all well and good if you instinctively know how to dress your changing shape, but what if you need to try something on?

Anyway, I’ve got pretty good at knowing what suits me this time around – as well as what to avoid. I like over-the-bump skinny jeans, for example, fitted vests and maxi dresses that hug the bump but not my expanding backside. I don’t like smock dresses (as much as I wish they suited me) as they make me look like a walking birthing ball.

As I’m pregnant in a different season with this baby to the one I carried Frog in, I’ve been pretty short on summer maternity wear. Shorts are not my friend at the moment, so I’m relying on a few staple dresses, a hugely comfy pair of loose boyfriend jeans from Next (rolled up) purchased on eBay and a couple of ASOS maternity vests.

This is the bit where I apologise. I’ve been thinking desperately about how I can write a post about my summer bump wear without including a load of selfies and I’ve come up short.

I could post a few pics of my clothes on hangers, but then you wouldn’t get the real lumps and bumps or cankles that come with my very real pregnant body (as opposed to the non-pregnant models some stores use – a whole other gripe I have with maternity wear).

So, sorry for the selfies. Especially the swimwear one. If you’re of a nervous disposition you might want to look away now.

My two favourite summer maternity dresses are both midi length, which is no coincidence. I like the covering they give, but the fact they are still cool enough for a hot day (WHY IS IT SO HOT?!!!). I’m not particularly in love with my legs at the moment  - or ever, come to think of it – so skimpy skirts, dresses and shorts are out for me this summer.

The one above is a grey jersey maternity dress I bought reduced from ASOS. I love the slight gathered detail under the bust, in a nod to the empire line without going to the extreme. My delightful husband calls this my Roman Toga Dress, he really knows how to make a woman feel good in her hour of dramatic body-loathing.

In case you were in any doubt, I am most certainly not a fashion blogger, so please forgive the dodgy lighting and slightly crazed look in my eye here. Still, it’s the dress I wanted to show you. A bargain from H&M, it’s another midi favourite with some gathering under the bust. It’s also (which is rare I find) not see-through and in a bright pink shade that detracts from the cankle action below.

Best. Trousers. Ever. I discovered these maternity trousers in Topshop on a recent trip to see my best mate in Bristol. They’re loose, with an elasticated waist that I have no doubt will remain loved far longer than the end of this pregnancy. I’m even considering wearing them to a wedding in August with a posh top and some pretty sandals. And they cover the cankles. Win.

My Birkenstocks are proving invaluable as the heat makes my feet go puffy. These ones are the two bar white sliders (Arizona design) that are comfier than actual slippers. Fact.

This dress isn’t actually a maternity dress – in fact none of my maxi dresses are. It’s just stretchy, has a flattering cut and helps me con myself into pretending I still have some sort of style. It was a pre-grocery purchase at Sainsbury’s last summer. Classy.

And, finally, the beachwear. I warned you there was a swimwear shot. (Sorry.)

This is a polka dot tankini by Mamalicious at New Look. I was sent it to review and, I’ll be honest, I wasn’t sure if I’d like it. In the past, tankinis I’ve had have annoyingly ridden up and floated around my chest area when I’ve gone swimming, so I thought this one may do the same. But it hasn’t – at least, not as much as past tankinis I’ve had anyway.

I like that I can roll it up to get some sunshine on the bump if I want to. Although, be warned, if you try to take a photo of yourself doing this you will actually look naked – evidence here:

I promise I wasn’t sunbathing starkers here. Honest. The pants are dead comfy and sit snugly under the bump, but not so low I have to invest in a terrifying Brazilian or any such nonsense. And the best thing – the thing I like most of all – this tankini is not striped! What is it with maternity wear and horizontal stripes? I think some shops are hell bent on dressing us in THE most un-flattering print of all time, just when we need all the help we can get.

Anyway. Sorry for all the selfies. But, you know, if you’re short, suffer from puffy feet and occasional cankles like me, then this post may prove useful.

Normal non-selfie service shall resume shortly.

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Being pregnant when you already have a child to look after is a very different ball game to first time around. There’s no time to Google each stage of pregnancy, for starters. I also find it really tricky to squeeze in the same amount of exercise I did when pregnant with Frog – mainly due to work and mum duties taking up every spare minute of my day. But there are a few things helping me to feel pretty good at the moment. It’s fair to say these are my healthy pregnancy addictions. 

I discovered Vita Coco water via the Instagram feed of everyone’s favourite midwife, Clemmy from the blog Gas and Air. Clemmy had posted a picture of a carton of Vita Coco and said it had just helped her get through a 12 hour midwife shift. She then told me she recommends her ladies include it in their hospital bag, to stay hydrated through labour. That was all the persuasion I needed.

I’ve been struggling to drink enough since pretty much the day I did that wee on the glorified stick. Although I was thirsty, water didn’t seem to be cutting it. My health checks all showed I was (am) healthy, so I just assumed I needed to drink more than I was doing. Vita Coco has genuinely helped me up my fluid intake and it gives me a little energy boost when I get my afternoon slump.

I’m going to admit something – I’m not a fan of food fads. I’m all for food, but when it seems everyone with a beard and a checked shirt is eating it, I can’t help but be suspicious and assume it’s just some trendy, over-priced hipster fad. So I surprised myself with my sudden interest in Chia seeds.

I’d seen lots of talk of Chia on Twitter (I blame Ruth from Let Her Eat Clean) and was curious to know what the fuss was about. A quick Google told me it’s packed full of nutrients, with omega-3, vitamins, protein and antioxidants making it an ideal addition to a pregnant lady’s diet.

This is where I got lucky – The Chia Company recently sent me a sample of Chia seeds to try out and I loved them. They give added crunch when sprinkled on top of sweet potato wedges, offer a health boost to a bowl of bran flakes, fruit and yoghurt and are so easy to use it’s like having a secret bomb of goodness you can add to your food.

When I was a kid my nickname (among many) was “Fruit Bat”. I’ve always loved fruit and this time of year is my absolute favourite when it comes to fresh, juicy fruit that’s in season. Strawberries become less of an expensive indulgence when they’re picked fresh from the garden. To me, eating sweet succulent strawberries brings me more pleasure than gorging on a family sized bar of Dairy Milk. And I am rather partial to Dairy Milk.

I was lucky enough when pregnant with Frog not to suffer from too much swelling. This baby, however, is more than making up for it. I’ve already had to take off my rings and wear them on a necklace instead. The puffy fingers complement the puffy feet perfectly.

I jumped on the bandwagon and bought a pair of white Birkenstocks a month or so ago and have pretty much lived in them since. This is where I need to thank Erica from Modern Mum Must-Have (a mate from our collaborative blog The Motherhood) for helping me see the Birkenstock light. They’re comfy, hide the increasing fatness of my feet and look good with nearly all my summer maternity outfits.

With a child in cast at the moment pampering has taken a bit of a back seat. It’s all I can do to brush my hair in the morning, let alone paint my nails. However, before the broken leg incident I was managing to have at least a couple of bubble baths every week and regularly sported pretty nails. It’s amazing how such a small thing can boost your mood.

I was sent some Essie nail varnish in Fashion’s Playground and Bobbing for Baubles by new site Nailpolish.co.uk. Although neither colour withstood more than a couple of days of mum-duty battering (one of those days included an afternoon at the beach), the colours were vibrant, stylish and looked great until they eventually chipped.

All I need now is a spa weekend and a foot massage to make my list complete. Seeing as I’m only 25 weeks pregnant, there’s still time.

Did you come across any surprising products or foods that helped you through your pregnancy?

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