Amazon: $40.54It's getting to be that time: my belly's bigger, my tendons are stretchier, my back is achier – I'm getting to need a pregnancy pillow. During my first pregnancy, I became completely desperate, all in one day, and ran down to my local pregnancy emporium and paid full price for a Snoogle.
Some people love this thing. My emotions are more complex. Yes, it gave me a tremendous amount of physical relief: my knees, my belly, my hips all thanked me. But the only way it fit in my bed, gave me all that support, and allowed me to get up and pee 7 times a night was if it went smack-dab right in between me and my husband. Which I hated. It was like having a big, fluffy chaperone. This time around, I'm going to see if there's a smaller version – maybe a nice little wedge – that'll leave me nestled in his loving arms, not spooning with Nemutan.