In which I wax eloquent about my favourite clothing brand (and you get a coupon code)

Two springs ago, I was relatively newly postpartum for the first time, and rather disenchanted.  All the stories I had heard about women fitting into their pre-pregnancy clothes just a month after the baby was born were definitely not happening to me.  And despite the claim that nursing helps to just melt that baby weight off, it wasn’t working that well in my case.  Pushing a baby out had caused my hips to widen several sizes and I felt like none of my clothes fit anymore.  Having extensive curves was not something I had a lot of practice with and it took much longer to get used to than I thought it would.

It was during this time that I discovered texture clothingA blog I follow was doing a giveaway for one of texture’s famous “Comfy Skirts” and it looked exactly like something I would love.  A cute and flattering cut and drape, a versatile length and stretchy material…a newly curvy mama’s dream!  I entered the giveaway and waited with bated breath to see if I would win.  I’ll even admit that I daydreamed much about wearing that skirt if I won — yes, that’s a little excessive, but with the season I was in, the idea of a piece of clothing that was comfy and flattering was rather exciting.  Well, unfortunately I didn’t win…but my incredibly sweet husband told me to buy one anyway, with the coupon code included in the blog post.  I picked out a green one (surprise, surprise!), and once it arrived, it immediately became my favourite skirt.  I wore it all. the. time.   The comfy skirt description on the texture site mentions wearing the skirt for “5 days in a row”…they’re not kidding.  And as I found when pregnant with Genoa, it makes an amazing maternity skirt as well.

My green comfy still going strong at 38 weeks pregnant.

About a year later, I had a good bit of birthday money and my husband was “making” me spend it on myself.  And I knew exactly what to get.  Comfy skirts also come in longer lengths (about mid-calf on me) and after much debating over colours, I decided to order one in dijon.  And it gave my other comfy some competition for the favourite skirt ever award…in the end they decided to share the title.  In cooler weather I wore the longer one for days in a row and paired with warm boots it makes the perfect California winter skirt.

Other than the amazing cut, the great colours and the super comfortable waistband, the thing I love most about my comfy skirts is the material they’re made from.  I’ve tried several skirts of similar styles and really nothing compares.  Made from hemp and organic cotton, with a bit of lycra, the result is a thick and stretchy material that is, in a word, so comfy!  Unlike the thin and clingy fabric that similar skirts are made of, texture’s material is substantial enough that you don’t have to worry about it showing off everything you don’t want it to and it also gives the skirt a little bit of body and shape.

My latest acquisition from texture is made from the same material…their “Posh Pants”.  Despite my long-standing affinity for skirts, I do have a love for wide-leg pants.  Unfortunately, as anyone who shares that love can attest to, wide-leg pants are getting ridiculously hard to find.  And from the sounds of it, the staff at texture agrees since the posh pants are their “bold answer to the skinny jean movement”.  Yes!  And they definitely are very wide-leg…  After I got them in the mail, seeing their wideness in person kind of surprised me, but they quickly grew on me and now I love them.  So comfortable, and, in my opinion, they look much better than the typical yoga-type pants.  Something I would totally wear out and about (and have) and not feeling like I’m running around in my pajamas.

Gotta love photo shoots on a day that you need a shower and are sporting the double-chin look!

Texture only offers one inseam length for the Posh Pants, and it would be much too short on me.  But for only $10, they added an extra five inches for me and now my pants are long enough!  This is a big deal for me since I have such a hard time finding non-jean pants that aren’t several inches too short.  And unlike some I’ve seen, the alteration doesn’t look like someone just decided add some material to bottom of the pants.  I think that it just looks like some detailing on the pants and I’ve had other people say the same thing.

Well, now that I’ve rambled on and on and ON about texture’s clothing, I have some exciting news for you all!  Until April 6th, texture is offering a 20% discount to my readers.  Just enter the coupon code “simple20” when you checkout. I hope you end up loving their clothes just as much as I do!

(Disclosure: In exchange for writing this review, I received one free item of clothing from texture.  All opinions expressed are my own.)



Five Minute Friday: Brave

(When I first heard this week’s word, the following direction is where my mind started go.  I went back and forth with myself about whether or not to write it out, and obviously I decided to go with it.  I really don’t want to use my blog as a place to rant, and I hope that the following doesn’t sound angry.  It’s not angry — but I want to present a side that’s not often seen.  So please take the following as such…thank you.)


When people find out that both my babies were born at home, and that any future children we hope to have at home, the common reaction is: “Wow!  You’re brave!”  And often it’s followed by, “I could never do that.  I would want to be in a hospital in case anything happened.”

I can respect that, really.  A woman should birth wherever she is most comfortable and if that’s a hospital for you, then great.  However, even if it’s not what someone wants to portray, the attitude that comes across from that particular (common) comment is sometimes hard to deal with.  And that attitude is: you’re choosing to put your baby at risk, just so that you can be “brave”, etc.

Actually, that isn’t the case.  We choose to have our babies at home because, in our particular situation, my husband and I feel like it’s best for ALL of us.  Including the baby.  And it’s not something we’re blindly going into with no idea of the complications that can arise.  Our firstborn, Cedar, had several complications because he was born four weeks early, but our very competent midwife dealt with them and Cedar is now a healthy little boy.  Yes, we realize that not all complications turn out so well, but please trust that we’ve weighed all that and are not making this decision out of some macho complex.

Thank you.



Though at first it stumped me, I got rather carried away with this one.  The end result was more of a Fifteen Minute Friday…

Five Minute Friday: Empty


It had already been a hard week and we were barely halfway through. Days of my husband working long and me working through multiple toddler tantrums a day. A restless night of being up with a baby who had an upset tummy. I awoke drained and empty.

A quick breakfast of toasted sprouted bread and Dubliner cheese, supplemented by some Blue Lady tea in an effort to wake me up more, and we were on our way. The babies and I in a vehicle borrowed from my in-laws (as our van is in the shop), a half hour drive to see a friend and her littles. We loaded our toddlers into her double stroller and strapped our babies on our respective backs. And we walked the streets of her small town, mostly window-shopping and talking. We grabbed lunch at a small bakery, and took it to the park, not willing to try to keep our four kids, ages two and under, from running all over the tiny lunch shop. Sitting on the ground, we ate our sandwiches, watching our older littles play on the playset and trying to keep the younger ones from eating bark. We took turns watching the babies while taking our toddlers potty (multiple times). As we were about to leave, we were stopped by an older woman wanting to know if we were homebirth mamas (apparently because I was nursing Genoa without a cover). In the past, she had worked with the midwives we both had used so we chatted for a few minutes. Once back at my friend’s home, we put the toddlers down for naps and treated ourselves with watching a ballet. Two used-to-be dancers enjoying the beauty of movement.

And through it all, we talked. Of life and marriage and mothering and the grace that upholds us through it all. Of how learning to love your husband and your children isn’t as easy as we thought it would be, but it’s also so much better too.

I came home from my day out filled again. Refreshed from spending time with a friend who truly understands. Who knows how draining it can be to be at home with your babies every day, even though you really wouldn’t have it any other way. Who understands when your toddler has a tantrum, because her’s just did five minutes ago. Who knows that the most encouraging thing is an understanding “Me too” and words to push you toward Jesus.

Because any emptiness is only filled through Him, though He may use someone else to help with the filling.


A crunchy minimalist’s guide to baby stuff – Part Five (the Boba Baby Carrier)

(Despite my hopes that I would quit adding addendums to this “guide“, here is yet another one!  I guess this will just be an open-ended series then, since I’m sure there’s more helpful things that I will find as I continue my mothering journey.)

Boba Baby Carrier: Last fall I shared about how I finally got over my pride of only using wraps as baby carriers and how I had been blessed with the gift of an Ergo.  I loved my Ergo and was so thankful for its versatility and ease of use as a soft-structured carrier compared to a wrap (though I still do love my wraps for the newborn days).  However, as Genoa got bigger, it started to get rather uncomfortable to wear her sometimes as she loves to lean!  At about eight months old, the top of the Ergo came only to the middle of her back or so which meant that it was very easy for her to lean to one side to see what I was doing, to watch Cedar more easily, etc.  Having to constantly readjust my weight for that was getting rather annoying and uncomfortable.  But that aside, I still loved how easy the Ergo was to use so I didn’t want to go back to wrapping a lot instead.  A babywearing friend mentioned the Boba Carrier to me and while I had heard of it before (it’s made by the same company that used to make my beloved Sleepy Wrap, which is now called the Boba Wrap), I didn’t know much.  I read some about it and immediately wanted to try one…it sounded like the perfect carrier to me.  Along with the back of the carrier being two to three inches taller than other soft-structured carriers, it’s designed to specifically hug your baby to you…two things that would be huge helps with a leaner like Genoa!

Long story short, I was able to buy a Boba Carrier after I sold my Girasol Big Sur wrap (it didn’t end up working out for us in our hot CA weather).  And wow.  I love it!  Even more than my Ergo (which I have since passed onto a dear friend) — though I was very thankful for it in its season of helping me learn to love soft-structured carriers.  The Boba’s “unique design” that hugs your baby to you isn’t just marketing hype.  Even in the first fifteen minutes of wearing Genoa on my back in the Boba, I could tell that she seemed a lot more secure and didn’t lean nearly as much…score!  And another added plus that I have yet to try out is that the 3G model can convert into an infant carrier without any extra inserts, etc.  That was always one thing that bugged me about the Ergo.  Unless you bought their insert (or stuffed blankets inside), you couldn’t use it very well until the baby was about five or six months old.  And even though in general I like wraps for the early months, there are times when a faster option would be nice.  Additional things I love would be the adorable bird print, how easy the chest/back strap is to adjust, three different pockets for small things and the shoulder strap holders (to clip in a purse or diaper bag strap).  In my opinion, it’s pretty much the best baby carrier ever!

A crunchy minimalist’s guide to baby stuff:
Part One: 0-6 Months
Part Two: 6-12 Months
Part Three: An Addendum
Part Four: An Addendum to the Addendum
Part Six: The Travel Edition