Rereading my last blog I feel I should clarify.

I don’t think you have to choose between the fabulous world of fab furniture and cocktail hour to have a family.
You can have both. And I think you should, if thats what you want.

My point was, I was completely the opposite.
I didn’t want marriage.
I didn’t want babies.

I will be the mother who wears heels to the park.
I will be the mother whose toddler orders their own baby cinos in cafes.
I will be the mother of an utterly urban baby.
My baby will wear black on occassion.
My toddler will rock skinnies.
My daughter will aspire to be Suri Cruise – complete with the cute hairstyle.