That’s possibly a slight exaggeration, but I do feel like when you are in the diaper bag phase, the word purse is completely foreign…who the hell cares about a purse when you’ve got a backpack that hold blankets, diapers, toys, burp cloths, band aids, boogies wipes, water bottles, sippy cups, and a lot of cr*ap that you realize you don’t need as soon as your second child comes along. But I was totally that mom. I loved my diaper bag. Adored my first one, it was light pink (way before blush was back in style) and from Britain, and I saw stars when I looked at it. Truly. Well fast…