The purse evolution

I’ve acquired several purses over the years.  But I would trade them (except for my Chanel – I will go to my grave with that purse) for a mommy purse.  You know, one of those cross-body bags which you can sling on and be completely hands-free, but big enough to store my huge wallet, sunglasses case, phone, camera, zippered pouch which I keep all my gift cards in, and 8 billion receipts.

I can’t believe I ended up here.

Except when I look back, I realize that I totally should have seen this coming:

College:  I had a little pouchette purse which was just big enough to fit my fake ID, cash, cell phone, and house keys.

Grad school:  I had a slightly larger pouchette purse which was just big enough to fit my real driver’s license, cash & credit card, cell phone, house & car keys, and lip gloss.

Post grad:  I had a double-top handle purse which was so much bigger than my previous purses, that in addition to my sunglasses case, cell phone, house & car keys, and lip gloss, I decided to get one of those huge wallets.

Before marriage:  Chanel Coco Cabas.  One of the reasons I married David.  Just kidding.  Not really.  Well, sort of.

After marriage:  Same sized purse as the post grad purse, but with double shoulder straps because you get old and you realize that it’s just more convenient to throw it on your shoulder.

I went through a purse evolution and I didn’t even know it.

Now that I have to juggle carrying Monkey with the diaper bag and stroller, I can’t even handle a shoulder bag anymore.  It just keeps slipping off my shoulder.  Also, because I carry Monkey on the same side that I wear my shoulder bag, I’m always fearful that he’ll spit-up and it’ll go into my purse.  It’s totally happened before.  Except it was projectile spit-up and it ended up going into my cousin Kelly’s Louis Vuitton purse which was sitting on the ground a few feet away.

I wish someone had warned me about needing a mommy bag.  We’ll just add this to the list of 1,239,840 things that no one ever tells you about being a mommy.

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May 3, 2012. Uncategorized. 3 comments.