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The Fetal Brain on Music (for Lennon James Picco, the son of our pediatrics nurse Ashley Picco)

On Tuesday of this week we went to our pediatrician’s office to pick up paperwork for Hannah’s labs, which we needed to get done before her appointment next week (I lagged on doing them and then lost the paperwork – typical me).  Instead of the calm doctor’s office, things were…

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An Introduction to My Grief

On October 12 2010 I became a statistic when my previously-perfect pregnancy ended at 21 weeks in a horrific miscarriage.  While I fretted and worried from the moment I found out I was pregnant (was that frappuccino I had the other night really bad? I had a hot dog at…

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The Top Things to Not Say to a Grieving Woman: Feb 4, 2011

After losing Baby Teysko, we received a huge amount of sympathy cards and emails, and people were incredibly gracious, kind, and understanding.  There were a few well-meaning souls who really shouldn’t have said anything, though, because even though their intentions were to be helpful, they were some of the most…

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My Grief is an Untrained Pitbull: December 23, 2010

The funny thing about grief is how it follows you everywhere.  It’s like when you were in sixth grade and there was a third grader who thought you were awesome and kept popping up in the lunch room and the library to ask you what you thought about his teacher,…

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Preparing for a Stillborn: January 26, 2011

I hang out a lot on the grief board of a pregnancy website.  Not as much as I used to, though.  When we first lost Baby T, I was on that board every hour, checking messages, finding others who had gone through the same thing, reassuring myself that this pain…

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The First 7 Days of Grief: A User’s Guide

I am struggling with writing this Grief Blog.   On one hand, I don’t want to dwell in my grief, simmer in it, because then I’ll become part of the Grief Stew, and I fear it will overtake me.  On the other hand, though, there is all this emotion that…

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