mother muses

Before I even fell pregnant I knew what I wanted in a Diaper Bag – something stylish, totally different, very practical (read between the lines: LOTS of pockets) and something that would stand out from the usual. I envisioned my Diaper Bag sitting comfortably and smugly on a lonesome stool with sunlight drifting down upon it, in a sort of hazy, frosted image you would get on a post-card for Christmas.

Little did I know that finding such a bag was near right impossible, especially in the price range I had in mind. Baby Expo after Baby Expo, online store after baby boutique, I couldn’t find what I wanted. The bags that were affordable were cute, but…. nothing more than that. The ones I found which were amazeballs cost about the same as my undergraduate degree. What to do, what to do…

My husband, of all people, was gifted a baby bag from his boss for me. When he arrived home and presented this lime green sack, I glared at him the way a cat owner would look at their beloved feline for bringing in a rat he just caught. I’ll be honest, the bag did not speak to me right away.

In fact, I put it in the baby room without another thought. Out of pure desperation did I eventually decide to look at it 4 weeks before Anastasia was born. I slid it out of the plastic bag it came in, felt the sleek leather-ish plastic-ish lime green honeycomb covering, ran my fingers over the red trimmings and zips, then finally circled the logo on the front pocket.

Lou Harvey.

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