Is it just me, or is carrying a Coach diaper bag basically the parenting equivalent of climbing Mount Everest in Louboutins?
Seriously, am I supposed to be wiping spit-up from buttery leather with my sleeve while digging through six zipped pockets for a pacifier and hoping I don’t accidentally leave mushed-up puffs in there for a week?
Does anyone else feel like they’re starring in a low-budget spy thriller when trying to find the wipes with one hand while the baby screams and you’re desperately trying to keep baby poop off the monogram?
Would love to hear from anyone who has, against all odds, made the “fancy diaper bag” thing work! Or are designer diaper bags basically a shiny mirage to distract us from the endless parade of bodily fluids?
