Don't Tote Me Around
I'm sick of my tote style ones. Sure I have two cute ones for the spring time, but The Peanut wants to be carrier now. You try lugging a tote over your shoulder with an 8-month-old on the other hip. Not comfortable, or the most feasible. So now, the hunt is on.
Requirements are easy: I want a messenger style I can criss-cross over my shoulder. Rugged, colorful, cheapish, and stylish. Oh and one that likes a girl's bust. I can't handle anything tight that will only accentuate my more than nursing bust. I know the men like it, but hell, I don't right now. They cause enough commotion as it is when I try to squeeze them in my bras in the morning. Give me something that can hold 4 diapers, some wipes, and a few toys. That's it.
Sounds easy doesn't it? Well then, why can't I find one? Help me, please. It's become the latest obsession.
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