We so rocked the new-family thing this weekend. Saturday we broke out the snap n go stroller and trolled Brooklyn, bumping into friends and even a lady from the new moms group I went to. Then today, Nate strapped Theo on and we headed to Soho. Mama needs some clothes that fit. (Oh H&M, I have missed your non-preggo clothes.) Before we got on the subway, we mapped out the closest pubs. Why? Well, yes for the beer, but also pubs are the best places to feed and change babies. Seriously. They’re always dark. And they often have booths for some privacy. And I'm sure they're no strangers to the occasional boob flash.