Tonight Paul and I headed out for a quiet dinner – Emmy is at a sleepover at Nanny & Grandad chip’s so with having only Harry we thought we would treat ourselves to a nice steak meal.
This was a great excuse to dress up for a change, well dressier than jeans and a t-shirt anyway. I broke out a dress and even shaved my legs (I must admit I don’t normally have time for that).
When the dresses are dusted off it means I am able to ditch the flip flops or trainers and wipe the cobwebs from the high heels.
It was tonight that I finally realised that pregnancy has ruined my feet forever!
Gaining a few stone in each pregnancy and having complications meant swelling, and LOTS of it, mainly in my hands, feet and ankles – my feet also changed in size from a size 5 to a size 6.
10 months on from pregnancy number 2 is now the time to admit that they aren’t going to shrink and my favourite old shoes are now all redundant.
|A selection of my favourites – all size 5 sadly|
Now this is really sad as I’ve some lovely and expensive heels which may not have been worn for a while but I love them.
I’m not ready to say goodbye to my lovely sandals and heels which I have fond memories of and spent a lot of money on and time in.
But could this be a blessing in disguise? Maybe it’s time to treat myself to new sandals and heels for the very few occasions I may have to wear them!
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