EUREKA!

I AM THE GREATEST BARGAIN SHOPPER ALIVE!   After scouring every discount store (TJ Maxx, Marshall’s, Ross…) on both east coast and west – I finally found it!   My very own Stella McCartney for LeSportsac Mum Tote complete with matching changing pad, bunny charm, and makeup case (as if!) for a mere fraction of it’s original $350 price tag!   Thanks to a savvy tip from my bargain shopping Sis, Nordy’s Rack didn’t let me down – it had the dreamy diaper bag in stock in the elusive Pop Color Block (I could only find the dreary “Posh” bag on eBay, and the cost was inflated by those damn power sellers to boot.)    It’s mine!   Wheee!!!    It has so many wonderful pockets – insulated ones for the bottles, zippy ones for my stuff – even ample outside one’s for my cell phone and keys.    Happy [belated] Birthday to me.   (And there’s a belly shot for those who are curious about the monster’s growth.   She’s really pushing the limits of what my stretch mark cream can handle, but so far so good.   Don’t let me down belly oil!)

…Actually – since this is a baby-related post, I might as well steal the pregnancy questionaire from some of the mommy-to-be blogs I frequent for a quick update as we close in on week 24:

How far along? Almost 24 weeks
Total weight gain/loss: Please.   I’m way too vain for this question.
Maternity clothes? Pants FO SHO, but I’m still squeezing the belly into some regular tops.
Stretch marks? No – thank the little baby Jesus.   (Moses, whatever.)
Sleep: Every second counts.  I’m so grateful to be reunited with my snoogle.
Best moment this week: Scott got to feel a good kick – the look on his face when it happens is priceless.
Movement: Kickin’ like a rockette.
Food cravings: Cheeseburgers.
Gender: A little lady.
Labor Signs: Nope.
Belly Button in or out? In.   And I don’t think it has any plans on emerging any time soon.
What I miss: Painkillers.   Don’t judge me.
What I am looking forward to: Laying on my stomach.   Unlimited Spicy Tuna Rolls.   And oddly, Margaritas.
Weekly Wisdom: Cankles really suck.
Milestones: I officially can’t see my feet without leaning forward.   Which is probably a good thing, since they’re swollen as all get out (see above question.)

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