First I need to say, yet again, how amazed I am at the wonderful support I receive from all of you out there in blog land. You all have your own individual struggles yet always take the time to offer support me when I’m having a moment. Thank you!

I had a ball shopping for baby stuff this weekend. Gotta say, the internet browsing and bookmarking system is great! I spent hundreds (okay, probably thousands) of dollars in my head but in reality only spent $20 on my baby wipes cover. There are a few things that I am going to go back and purchase but the majority was just fun to browse through. I had no idea some of this stuff was out there! You can buy some seriously bizarre baby items. (Who spends over $100 on a pacifier that has been bedazzled? Do these people know the life expectancy of a pacifier? Once lost, those things can be more elusive than Big Foot. Go buy a hot glue gun!)

I had serious fun shopping for books on Amazon. There are a couple of the onesies that I featured in my post on Sunday that I am seriously considering. Still going back and forth on the stroller issue. But my favorite thing? I think I found the diaper bag I want. Yes, I know, this sounds like a trivial thing but I’ve been contemplating this diaper bag issue for awhile now. I will likely carry the thing for 2 years of my life so I might as well find one that I like. I heart this diaper bag. It is stylish, has long enough handles to wear over my shoulder with a coat on, and has lots of nifty pockets to hold all sorts of mysterious mom type things that I will carry around.

While searching for diaper bags, I was impressed to find they don’t all come in pastels and have cartoon characters on them (not that there is anything wrong with that). There are some really stylish bags out there – I’m impressed by the options that exist. This was the other diaper bag I considered. I decided it was more than I wanted to spend on a diaper bag but if I didn’t heart the other one so much I might just spend the additional money for this one. Of course then I would have to find shoes to go with it.

Finally, my radio station plays this poem on the first day of school every year and I cry. I had to turn it off this year – I just can’t handle it. So if you have little ones going off to school today, or if you just want a good tear jerker, check it out. It’s meant for dads but I cry anyway. (Click on the little sound icon under A Message from A Father to his Little Girl on the First day of School.)