Today I'm dreaming about the not-so-distant future and fitting my body into clothing and shoes that do not accommodate my ever-growing width. AKA regular clothing for non-pregnant women. It has been downright cold in Oklahoma this month and I'm definitely dreaming of spring, spray tans, bright colors, pedicures, and margaritas. Of all the things I want to splurge on come spring my biggest urge by far is a Chloe bag (Ok, I could name about 100 other things I'd like to splurge on but that's now how the game is played). Becoming a mom and carrying a handbag sound pretty impossible though. It's diaper bag city from here on out. A girl can dream, though, right?