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I have received quite a few comments about the expressions that I use on Pregnant In Heels (not to mention my speech in general, but that’s a post for another time!). I must admit, a good deal of my favorite slang words are simply substitutes for clinical phrases/words I’m just too uncomfortable to state aloud- a standard Brit problem, no doubt. So, without further ado, here is a little primer for those of you following along at home:
Okay my lovelies, better late than never, but at long last I have my Spotted Dick recipe for you! The truth is I'm a pretty horrid cook, aside from the toddler delights I am now able to whip up. It seems my cooking skills are maturing as my son's palette matures, as he apparently LOVES what I concoct so maybe there is a future for me. That, or maybe I just use a lot of delicious apple sauce to mask the delicacy of the day!
Well, talk about an episode of Pregnant in Heels just jammed full of awkwardness. With a focus on intimacy during pregnancy and scenes that include a sex therapist, an in depth discussion about poop and Daron giving a sperm donation for egg fertilization all in one episode, it is almost too much for even me to handle!
So the old cat is out of the bag (nasty phrase by the way, but after being dragged back through the fertility roller coaster I can’t think of another): now that Pregnant in Heels has premiered on Bravo, it is now known that I am not in fact a fertile Myrtle, despite having a career built on all things conception and baby-related!
As you can imagine this time of my life is both very exciting (and nerve-racking) on a personal level and a professional one. Everything is going at a thousand miles an hour and as I was pouring through my hundreds of emails that came in this morning I was bowled over by what an amazing team of people work at Rosie Pope Maternity and MomPrep.
J.R. and I are headed to a Baby Einstein event hosted by Kelly Rutherford. Some much needed time with my little one and a ton of fun on this very chilly day.
I feel so lucky to have had the press coverage I've had leading up to the premier on April 5 of my show on Bravo Pregnant in Heels. So don't take this post as a bratty ungrateful English lassy complaining about the glitz and glam of being a growing celebrity (well, you can if you like) but take it instead as a wee vent, because you can't make this stuff up.