In Search of Plus Size Maternity Clothing

I'd been having no luck with finding Plus sized maternity clothing in stores - most don't carry them and when they do the section is abysmal.  So in a retail-plague filled funk one day at work I thought it would be a GRAND idea to write my favorite online blogger/advice columnist and ask for advice.  My letter came out a bit more ... whiny .... than I had actually intended but I think what it did was outline just how bad my depression and anxiety was getting.  Also, just how much this issue was bothering me on a regular basis.  I didn't even realize I was this upset.  I'm super happy with the responses, and especially the comments section.  I got lots of internet hugs and no one was upset with me for being jealous of skinny pregnant moms and their awesome bodies and fashion.  :)

You can read my letter and Amalah's response here:  Plus Size Maternity Clothing Letter

So in the interest of keeping my placenta brain from forgetting all the awesome linked advice, I will now put it here for reference for myself and other bigger mamas out there who need resources.

CLOTHING LINKS
Hot Milk Lingerie
Glamour Mom
JC Penney
Nordstrom Plus Size
Breakout Bras
Milkface
Motherhood Maternity Plus
Bravado
Under Cover Mama
Motherwear

BIGGER GAL BLOGGER LINKS
Raising My Boy Chick
Health At Every Size
Shapely Prose
Well Rounded Mama
Mothering.com Plus Sized Maternity
Fat Nutritionist

DEPRESSION LINKS
http://www.postpartum.org/
http://postpartumprogress.com/

Now I must get ready to leave the house and got to Old Navy and pick up some tops.  I'd like to get some clothes that make me feel and look good, instead of just baggy things because they "fit".  Oh, and eat Sushi.  Without raw fish, of course.  Mmmm.....Sushi.

I've been inspired recently by a few blogging Mamas out there to start one of my own and document this wonderfully weird thing called pregnancy and childbirth.  However, I have spent the last three hours trying to make this blog look like something other than what it does.  Colour schemes, background google searches and frequent trips to take something out of my foster dog's mouth before he chokes on it has made this a busy but non-productive evening.  It occurred to me that perhaps I should do that thing which this medium is for and blog.  Something.  Anything.  So here it is, my first post.  


Either Arthur is enjoying the thought of his new blog-savvy mama or he's annoyed at the funny hunched over position I've been sitting in.  I've been getting kicked, punched and head-butted in various parts of my uterus for about the amount of time since I've been working on this blog.  Sorry Arthur Bean my leg fell asleep and I'll feed you ice cream later.  


Well that's my first entry.  Inspiring isn't it?  Daddy Bean is home with said ice cream and a Studio Ghibli film I haven't seen so I really must be going.  Bye for now!