Hello, my name is Stacie and I have a problem…..my lifelong (all 35 years of it) quest for the perfect handbag.
Ladies, tell me that you all know what I mean. The itch to find a bag that brings a new promise of form and function perfection. A bright new pattern or soft leather that will make your heart skip a beat every time you enter the room and catch a glimpse.
My sad and sorry attempts to explain this to my husband fall on deaf ears and glazed over eyes.
My argument that this isn’t anything to do with fashion but strictly a practical matter are just laughed at.
But in recent years, the approach or hunt has changed.
First off, the quantity has gone down as I have turned my focus to quality. Out went all the $20 purses into the donation pile. Off to a friend purse swap I went with 5 and returned with one… Progress.
Secondly, the functionality requirement took at big turn with the arrival of Mae and I had to figure a diaper bag in the mix.
Before Mae arrived, I spent $45 on an awesome green tote and justified the purchase declaring it had diaper bag potential.
Baby shower time arrived, and low and behold, I was gifted a diaper bag. I filled it to the brim and off to the hospital we went. I had convinced myself that I had to use my legitimate diaper bag, (bad plastic and all) and left my green tote at home. It was overflowing with just the basics and I commented to my sister that I must really be going overboard hauling extra supplies. On my first trip to Walmart when Mae was a few weeks old, I passed a few diaper bags on the shelf and they were three times the size of the little one I was carrying. Ok, it wasn’t just me; that bad bag was damn tiny. Into the resale pile that little ugly bag went. Thankfully no pictures survived.
Next, I moved on to a small crossbody bag, baby in the ergo and diapers in the car. Worked pretty well since we didn’t really do any extra long outings. I was just so opposed to the idea of a bag screaming DIAPER BAG. And it seemed silly to haul a large bag when all my purse needs fit in a little clutch anyway. I made it my mission to skip the diaper bag altogether.
My sister obviously knew I needed help in this department, because she ordered me to buy a Diaper Dude bag and sent me a Thirty-One bag as a gift. Also under her instruction, I created a separate bag for daycare only that I used until around 14 mths when I stopped pumping. The Diaper Dude has been a great addition for the men in the family as my Dad uses it more than anyone. Eddie is more of a grab a diaper and hope for the best kind of guy.
But, as Mae has grown the need for a diaper bag has grown, not decreased as I expected. There are more snacks, toys, games, books, baby dolls, sunglasses, sunscreen, milk etc……..Oh, the days of nursing. How nice to have a built-in food supply 24-7!
Without realizing it, I had moved in to the multiple bag category. Purse, lunch, and diaper bag for Mae. It was getting out of control.
Then I stumbled across this Lily Jade bag. Every Mommy Blog reader has probably seen lots of press on these bags. I was a little hesitant at first since I have never purchased “designer” anything, much less a bag. I must have read every review written and wore my family out with all the drooling.
I bit the bullet and ordered one for my birthday since they were on sale and I was petrified that they would be sold out again soon. I have longed and drooled and wished and built up this new purchase so much that I was actually scared for it to arrive. I so worried that I would be let down, since it seemed impossible to live up to those crazy expectations I had in my head.
But, it did. I am wholeheartedly happy with my purchase, big price tag and all.
I remember one reviewer writing something along the lines of, “I didn’t even know how much I needed this in my life”. That line came back to me as I swung this bag over my shoulder this morning. She was so right.
I am so taken with the bag that I am a little disappointed that Mae hasn’t commented on it yet. I am half expecting a “mommy bag pretty” or something like that. Guess it is just a mommy thing. Mae couldn’t care less how I carry her milk and diapers.
For now the hunt for the perfect bag is on hold….since the perfect bag for right now has arrived.