Fashion Rules According to Motherhood

There was a time when I based my clothing purchases on how stylish they were. On how good my butt looked in those jeans. On how well the cut of the jacket showed off all those sit ups I did each night. Now I buy clothes based on how many pockets they have. There is nothing more frustrating that standing at the checkout counter and having to dig through my mom purse trying to find my Kroger Plus card or keys while wrestling a two year old and keeping a safe eye on my other two darlings. Enter the hoodie. My new Best Friend. I can stick my keys, cell phone, and debit card in all those glorious pockets and still have room for a shopping list. It is heaven, I tell ya, heaven. My husband has a similar parenting infatuation with the cargo pant (camo at that), but I tried to explain that after delivering 3 children these ole birthing hips do not need the added puff of 40,000 pockets, convenient though they be. So if you ever run into my husband/mother/in laws looking for that perfect gift, send them to the unibomber aisle and tell them to get me a hoodie. It is the next best thing (and way cheaper) to having an additional arm surgically attached. I looked into it, trust me.