Here is the mash up between my mental narration (in a female Scottish accent of course) and the dressing room text messages between my sister and I (she was watching my children) during my big day out to ‘stock up on maternity clothes’.
“MY BRAIN: This will be so worth the two hour trip into town. Ah, no kids, I can do this so quickly! I can’t wait to see what there are for options. Maternity clothes have come such a long way. I can finally get some clothes that fit me, something I feel good in….. –
