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Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Sisterhood of the Traveling Maternity Clothes

One or the other of our friends (or us) always seems to be pregnant. We all just fall into that age bracket. Buying clothes to wear once your belly pops and your boobs start seriously testing the underwire can be expensive. You want to look nice, but you don't want to blow the budget on maternity clothes when there's so much other nice stuff you could be buying, like prams, onesies and beer.

After the birth of Miss8 my wife was mad keen to discard the 'fat' clothes and don something different - after all, by this point she'd probably worn the same four outfits over and over for a couple of months.

However, by the time our next baby came Tracey and her friends had an awesome system in place whereby they had a bag of nice maternity clothes which would be passed on to whoever was due next. Everyone would add one or two new items to the bag, which kept it fresh and exciting, and suddenly being eight months pregnant with a wedding to attend wasn't a huge drama.

Of course, this doesn't help you with the task of dragging your drunken husband home because he's taken advantage of the wedding's open bar and having you as a designated driver, but one problem at a time, if you please.

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Bruce Devereaux is one of the nicest people he knows. When not at work he enjoys reading, writing, hiding from his children and not changing nappies.


His career, and if we used the term any more loosely an e might fall out, has included a gardener, a personal lender, a console operator, a stop/go man (not as big a bludge as you might think but great if you’re into sunburn, abuse and varicose veins), a cleaner of banks and pubs and, for a very brief period, a door to door salesman (until the last door he knocked on was answered by a very scary woman with tremendously hairy legs).


Bruce Devereaux currently works as a forty-five-year-old award winning customer service officer (glass statuette available upon request) for the Bank of Queensland and as a very casual employee for Corrective Services. He likes to believe he excels at both but then he has always been prone to exaggeration.


His favourite colour is green, with a picture of Dame Nellie Melba on one side and General Sir John Monash on the other. His favourite flower is self-raising.

 If you see him around town, call his wife immediately - he's probably snuck out and left her alone with all the kids.


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