Christmas is right around the corner, and it can be hard to finding the right gift ideas for pregnant moms. Clothes are hard because her body is constantly changing, and gifts for the baby are always loved and so adorable, but it still isn’t something that is just for the mama. We’ve made a list of our 5 favorite gifts that are just for the mom-to-be that are sure to make her feel special this holiday season.
5. Pregnancy Massage – A massage is a great gift for pregnant moms anytime, but it’s an amazing gift for someone who has little feet tap dancing on her back constantly. Help her ease that aching back.
4. Hire a house cleaner – Not much is better for a nesting mama than having someone clean the things she can’t bend over to reach. It’s also a great way to remind her to take it easy.
3. Jewelry – She may not want new clothes right now, so giving a cute necklace or pair of earrings is a great way to change up her maternity look. Jewelry also gives you plenty of wiggle room in your budget, you can easily spend a little or a lot on a great piece for her.
2. Body Pillow – This is such a lifesaver for sleep during pregnancy. Some women may have a hard time spending the money to invest in a good body pillow themselves, so this is a great option to give as a gift. Both she and her spouse will thank you for the peaceful nights!
1. Mama Bird Box Subscription – We may be a little biased, but we think that a Mama Bird Box is the best gift for a mama-to-be. We have curated a great mix of health and beauty items to make a pregnant mom-to-be feel extra special. With the carefully handpicked items for each month of pregnancy, you can gift one box or a full subscription. You can’t go wrong either way and it’s already beautifully wrapped and packaged!
As I sit here this morning with my handsome 7(!) month old boy in my lap, busily trying to reach the keys with his chubby fingers as I type, my heart is just keeps repeating, “This is totally worth it.”
In the last several years, between pregnancy, trying to conceive, dealing with infertility, and walking through an adoption process, I have waited for 81 months. While many of those months flew by without much struggle, a heaping portion of them seemed to tear at my heart in a variety of different ways. And now, here, on the other side of the waiting for a baby (at least for a little while), I know that God has used all the mess help me learn to rejoice.
“In this you rejoice, though now for a little while, if necessary, you have been grieved by various trials, so that the tested genuineness of your faith – more precious than gold that perishes though it is tested by fire – may be found to result in praise and glory and honor at the revelation of Jesus Christ.” 1 Peter 1:6-7
The Pregnancy Wait
When I found out I was pregnant with my daughter, I was shocked! We had been trying to conceive for a year, knowing, due to some past medical history, that it might not be possible for us to have children. I had mostly decided to quit the “trying” thing and just go on with life as usual when one day, I was feeling tired at work and a co-worker suggested I take a test. I remember feeling like those two lines couldn’t be real. Over the following 9 months, I went through phases of anxiety, worrying that I would miscarry or that something would be wrong with my baby. There was also a lot of excitement as we registered for all the sweet little girl stuff in the store (we might have really registered for almost everything!!). In the last month or so of pregnancy, it seemed like every single day was one hundred years long! I remember being so afraid of the childbirth experience and also incredibly impatient to meet my baby girl. I am sure my husband thought I was going crazy going back and forth between the two day by day! And then, one labor induction and c-section later, I had a beautiful little lady in my arms.
The Adoption Wait
After another long stint of trying to conceive and seeking medical help, my husband I decided to put our resources toward an adoption rather than costly fertility treatments. Our lives became a sudden whirlwind of busy haste. We filled out 1,003 forms, had our entire existence picked through by people in two states, made the cutest little profile book for that sweet little pregnant girl who was going to choose our family, applied for 341 grants, raised as much money as we could, and prepared ourselves for a (surely) quick and (probably) painless adoption process.
And we waited.
And each month that went by with no news from the agency turned the sky a little more grey. I wondered often if anyone would ever choose us. I checked the agency’s list of birth parents every day to see if anyone’s profile had come down. When they did, I was jealous and angry. I knew I should rejoice with my fellow waiting mommas, but the disappointment was bitter. Eighteen months went by and again, I was beginning to lose hope. And out of the blue, a young girl came to a class I was teaching for single moms and asked if I knew of anyone who would want to adopt her baby.
I. Nearly. Choked.
I didn’t know if I was supposed to say anything at all, I mean, we were working with an agency and this was definitely NOT the protocol, but there she was, right there next to me at the white plastic table. Before long, there were tears in both of our eyes and the waiting began again. This brave young woman let me walk beside her through a pregnancy that she nearly ended in abortion out of desperation. We went to doctor’s appointments and ultrasounds. We laughed and cried together. I picked her up from some horrible situations, wondering how her choices were affecting this boy who was going to be a part of my family, but wanting to love and support the woman who was carrying him through it all. We lost contact for periods of time and I despaired as the hope of motherhood seemed to slip through my fingers like fog.
Finally, I sat beside her and held her hand as she labored and brought my (our) son into the world. There are no words to describe the intense joy and grieving that were going on in those moments. All at once I wanted to snuggle my sweet boy and comfort my courageous friend who was no doubt hurting deeply.
All the waiting was most definitely worth it. The funny thing is, I asked my husband just the other day if he was ready to start again! I don’t know what the future holds for my family. I don’t need to know. Rejoicing is richest when it comes on the heels of trials…and waiting.
Meagan Bailey is a very talented photographer and mama-to-be who happens to be one of my very best friends. I was so excited when she announced that she was expecting, and lucky for us it was right around the time that Mama Bird Box launched. She was kind enough to write a review of her first box and took these lovely photos.
Thanks for sharing, Meagan!
Have you heard of Mama Bird Box? My best friend Becca and her sister started their own company just for the pregnant moms out there! It’s monthly subscriptions for each month of your pregnancy. They are specialized as you go through each stage of pregnancy (ex. headaches, morning sickness, etc.). I got the sweetest little note inside with all kind of goodies!!! Check out their page if you’re expecting or know anyone who is! A little something to make the Mama-to-be feel special! MAMA BIRD BOX
This was my first subscription! During my first trimester. Filled with all kind of goodies to help with nausea and even those pesky headaches.
A sweet personalized note from Beth and Becca.
Cutest gestational sticker for how many weeks I was!
Yummy lemon ginger macaroons!! If you love coconut then you will love these!
This Aromatherapy shower burst smells so so good. Helps with headaches.
Morning sickness is no joke, I kept this spray in my purse and it helped ease the nausea each morning.
These drink mixes tastes delish and are so nutritious.
and a cute little coaster to remind you to drink plenty of fluids and stay very hydrated!