Hello Leggy Lovelies!
So my little madam is six weeks old today (yesterday by the time I’ve had a chance to post this), and I’m grabbing those rare moments of quietude as she snoozes in her moses basket next to me to check in and see how you’re all doing. For those who didn’t see my Facebook and Twitter update, Matilda May Schofield arrived into the world on 27th October 2014 at 11.31am. And she is brill.
I could throw every cliché at you and mean it; the love is overwhelming, your life changes beyond recognition, you’ll never sleep again, you won’t EVER stop worrying. They’re all true, and yet still nothing quite prepares you for you how challenging, tiring and ruddy amazing motherhood is (another cliché in itself perhaps).
From today I’m going to be easing myself back into blogging, and hoping to post a bit more routinely now that I’m on maternity leave. I’ve also started a new Instagram account to fill in the gaps between postings. Admittedly, most of the entries so far are photos of Matilda looking cute, but there will be grown-up outfit shots (some without vomit) and other tall-relevant material landing shortly! I would love it if you could add me to your list of people to follow by heading here.
I realise All the Tall things has been quite preoccupied with tall maternity style of late, but I’ll now be returning to my usual outfit updates, and details of where us non-expectant peeps can find long-length clothing (with perhaps a few of Matilda’s snazzier outfits thrown in for good measure!).
But before that, I wanted to share one last post with an emphasis on motherhood; with all my thoughts about dressing a bump when you’re tall, the interesting quirks of tall pregnancy, and a little bit about nursing. This is by no means a conclusive list, nor is it a “one size fits all” story for tall women (we all know that no such things exists), but this has been my experience. And if you have been through the process of pregnancy, labour and feeding your baby and feel like you’ve got something to add/ query/ downright disagree with, then please do add your twopence in the comments below.
Tall women have easier labours.
At least, that’s what the research says, and what my midwife seemed to think. And while there will be many tall women who still don’t have the easiest of times, (probably reading this with gritted teeth… sorry) I was definitely evidence of the rule. I actually enjoyed my labour. Yup. Call me mental/masochistic, but I LOVED it.
I’m not saying I would choose to push a head out of my frou-frou every day of the week, but I can’t recall a more exhilarating or rewarding experience.
For those planning a baby in the future, I can’t recommend hypnobirthing enough. I used to listen to a cd regularly, and while I never really bought into the idea that I was actually being hypnotised, continuously listening to the affirmations gave me the confidence to believe that I was capable of getting through it. And if you’re lucky enough to get into the birthing pool, don’t hesitate.
Sidenote: This picture may seem like a massive overshare to some, but to those of you who have been reading my blog for a while, you may realise why I just love it to bits. Three years ago life was a bit bleak with Tim’s brain tumour surgery, and now he’s healthy and happy and our baby girl just arrived into the world looking like an absolute GANGSTA. Life can suddenly get amazing again and this photo proves that to me.
Tall women often have smaller bumps.
I was told all the way along that my bump was too small, and that it wasn’t measuring in line with the length of my pregnancy. Which freaked me out BIG TIME. But as the ultrasound lady reassured me when I was sent for a growth scan, there is plenty of room for the baby under your ribcage so often your bump doesn’t grow too far outwards. She’d seen a lot of tall women sent for growth scans unnecessarily. It’s also a proportions thing. (If you’re tall and lucky enough to have been blessed with a mahoosive, beautiful bump, I’m sure you carried it off splendidly).
You don’t need to spend a fortune on new clothes.
Unless you want to that is… and far be it from me to stop you shopping. Assign a section of your wardrobe to your pre-pregnancy clothes that still fit you. You might be surprised how many do (thanks in large to the point I make above). I realised that a few clothes I’d consigned to the back of the wardrobe because I’d once gotten bored of them/ was never in the mood for wearing stretchy body con, actually looked different and preferable when pregnant. If I did invest in new clothes, they tended to be loose fitting shirts or kimonos that I could wear post pregnancy too. The dress below was an old ASOS number that had enough give to (just about!) get me to my last day of pregnancy. Matilda popped out the day after this photo was taken.
It’s worth buying a few staples to see you through though.
Invest in a few maternity-specific bits that you can accessorize cheaply or wear with your existing bits n bobs.
Jeans: I bought two pairs of maternity jeans which saw me all the way through my pregnancy. My fave were by Mamalicious, £35. Their 34 inch leg was long enough for me (I’m usually a 36 incher) and skinnier than most maternity styles on the market.
Bump band: Asos, £8. This was particularly useful for giving a bit of coverage in the earlier months, when I could still squeeze into my jeans but needed to undo the zip.
Feeding Vests: If you’re planning on breastfeeding*, these are great for layering under baggy t-shirts and shirts. I LOVE the Emma Jane longer length feeding vest (£25) so much that I’ve bought four and rotate them with all my outfits. For nighttime, I love the slightly cosier (but also super long) seamless nursing cami (£39) by Amoralia.
I was probably quite lucky in that I did most of my heavily pregnant months over the summer, and therefore didn’t need to look for a coat. I’d have probably worn my existing ones open and layered up with jumpers and chunky scarves, but do let me know if you’ve come across a decent maternity style coat that works for tall women.
Buying dresses is EASIER when you’re pregnant.
Yup, I did mean to say that. A lot of people may scoff at this thought, but I genuinely loved dressing my bump and found it a lot easier than previously in the frock department. Because a lot of maternity dresses cast an empire line shape from underneath the boobs, I didn’t have to worry about waistlines being in the right place.
I also wore a lot more of the stretchy, bodycon styles than I’d ever have been comfortable with wearing previously. I was never much of a tummy flaunter pre-pregnancy (and I highly doubt I will be post pregnancy either!).
You will never be more glad of your long limbs than when you’re feeding a baby.
Whether you feed by breast or bottle, once your fussy baby is finally latched and in position for a long feed, you will be so glad you can reach that half empty box of chocolates, the glass of water when you’re gasping for it and the remote control on the other side of the coffee table.
Your baby might actually NOT be massive.
When I first fell pregnant, a lot of people told me to expect a really big baby. Matilda was 7lbs 8oz. Pretty average. (This might have also contributed to the fabulous labour part). But she’s exactly the same weight that I was when I was born, and we all know what happened there. Incidentally she does have very big feet and quite long legs, and she’s already outgrown a fair amount of her baby grows, so she’s headed in the right direction at least.
Your Feet May Grow
Yup, sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but your annoyingly big feet might just get bigger. Mine swelled a little in the last two weeks and I ended up borrowing my husband’s converse (sexy). Thankfully they should shrink back to normal size (normal for us, anyway) a week or two postpartum. A cheap pair of large-size flip-flops would also do if you’re pregnant in the summer and find yourself with bigger-than-usual feet.
Asos is just freakin brilliant.
I got so many bits from its maternity section (including a super sparkly dress for my friend’s wedding, below). So affordable and on trend in a world where maternity clothing just isn’t. Check the heights of the models where they are listed too; the main one is 5’11 which proved very useful.
So those are my experiences of tall pregnancy, and I would LOVE to hear your thoughts.
And lastly, how the blinking heck have you all been?
L (and M) xx
*If you’re planning on breastfeeding at London’s Claridges Hotel, please don’t bother with a vest top and just get your whole tit out.