You probably have already looked at these, but I just know your pain and want to help)
Spike's Bitches 24: I'm Very Seldom Naughty.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
If Jilli's seamstress is around this weekend, I'll ask her if she knows anyone who can alter an existing dress into a nursing one. This is looking more and more like my last, best hope for peace.
Mallory is BEAUTIFUL!!!
Also, Raquel seems to be married to me.
Yay me.
I'm just one tiny step away from buying Owen that helmet. Gah. The boy won't slow down.
The only decent nursing dresses I've seen are TOO EXPENSIVE. The rest are cheap and look like t-shirt sacks.
CUTIE BOY WITH A LUMP ON HIS POOR NOGGIN!
My future SiL needs to stop whacking his head on things.
My future SiL needs to stop whacking his head on things.
I wish I could. The boy's going to be a phrenologist's nightmare someday.
Poor Owen. It's only a flesh wound, though. I think a helmet would have longer-lasting psychological effects. At that age my brother was nicknamed Natty Bumpo and had a goose-egg on the middle of his forehead for months in a row. And he's fine now, pretty much!