Have you noticed how your bag size expands and contracts depending on the age of your child?
Like many moms, I relegated my cute handbags to the back of the closet when I gave birth because having a newborn required I lug around a plastic-lined, baby blue, diaper bag behemoth. Within its endless pockets and pouches, I stashed toys, bottles, diapers and nursing bra pad liners.There go my male readers again.
As the babies grew into toddlers, I traded in the beast of a bag for a trendy backpack from an Outlet store. The trim design held water bottles and bandaids without screaming ‘Huggies.’ It also conveniently freed my hands to pull out my hair as the kids tested my sanity by swan-diving off playground slides and hot dogging on their bikes until one landed on his face.
Once the boys attended elementary school and could be dropped off in the carpool lane, I retired the backpack and ascended to handbag heaven. In short, I no longer needed a purse at all. I doubt Jack Kerouac felt any freer writing On the Road than I did skipping out of the house sans purse. The essentials – cell phone, keys and lipstick – slipped neatly into my jeans pocket.
Times have changed. This is the era of the Messenger Bag and I can’t blame my kids anymore. To begin with, I see my dermatologist more often than my bff and I’m getting tired of asking Mr. UnHollywood if there’s anything stuck in my teeth.
In my messenger bag you will find my new essentials:
Pen and paper
bandaids + Neosporin
Am I missing anything?