

Well, Becky just has to go to her and ditch the frumpy OB that her husband, Luke, swears by. And boy does she shop, buying everything but the essentials.īecky learns there’s a new celebrity obstetrician in town that is known for her famous clients. She has a loving husband and a beautiful apartment, and after a thumbs up from the latest ultrasound, she can now start to shop for the baby.

Appalling, eh? Maybe it’s the internal bug that makes mothers from all walks of life able to sympathize with each other, but I really enjoyed this one.īecky Brandon née Bloomwood is halfway through her first pregnancy and loving it.

But then Becky gets pregnant in Shopaholic and Baby and I’m suddenly finding myself able to relate to her. So over the years, as someone would invite a less-than-loved acquaintance over for coffee just so you can feel a little better about how your life is turning out, I pick up her latest chronicle. Since we were first introduced in Confessions of a Shopaholic, I can’t seem to shake the urge to call her up and see what life has thrown at her, even though we disagree on many different levels. Becky Bloomwood and I have always had a Love/Hate relationship.
