Pickles & Icecream

No, that was not my dinner. We found a cute little maternity boutique in Charlotte called Pickles & Icecream and stopped in to do some shopping.

OK, when I say "stopped in" I mean I dragged papa Rob the 45 minutes there so I wouldn't look like a knocked up & unwed teenager. Well $300 later, I'm set on dress pants for work (I hope), I have a new bra as big as Rob's head (apparently if your cup size is larger than the first letter of your name, you have to pay double), and an inflated ego thanks to the shop owner for complimenting my "cute little figure."