This weekend was a fabulous mix of work and play, and while I had to sit out the trip to Seattle to cheer on the Seahawks in their home opener, I was still able to catch the game from the comfort of my couch. I’m 26 weeks now and squishing into my old wardrobe has become a bad scene from Cirque de Soleil. Thankfully all of my accessories not only still fit, but elevate anything I wear. I’m wondering, has anyone ever worn a fedora and heels in the delivery room? I guess there’s a first for everything.