I Really Want To Give Birth. And Shop. In That Order.

The glorious thing about having a baby in May is that I will not be pregnant during the Hades-like Oklahoma summer.  The less glorious thing about having a baby in May is that while everyone else is lying out in their bikinis, sporting their fresh-from-the-gym hard bodies, I will be in that aesthetically challenging postpartum period, where everything sags, pooches, droops and leaks. 

But what a great excuse to buy flowy, camouflage-y gossamer whispers like this tropical halter dress: 

Oh, and I can always buy SHOES, no matter how revolting I look this summer:

At this point, though, I don't care how hideous I look.  I just want to meet this little girl, and hope that it all goes well, and that everyone is healthy.

What else is there?