Lost Sole

I love shoes. Always have. I may not have a collection of Jimmy Choo's or Stuart Weitzman's but I like the shoe collection that I do have, especially the heels. I'm always in heels and usually feel more comfortable in them than I do in flats. Though his past year I have expanded my shoe collection to include flats, as they are more convenient when traveling and are much cuter than they've been in the past. Little did I know those would surely come in handy.

One of my pregnancy fears was my feet. We've all heard the horror stories of swollen ankles and feet that can only fit in flip-flops and slippers and those really unlucky ones that end up with feet a shoe size (or more!) bigger than they were pre-pregnancy. No way that would be me I thought. Wrong. Here I am, barefoot and pregnant. Literally.

I feel like a Lost Sole with a closet full of cute shoes (and heels!) that my chubby feet just won't fit into. And even when I've forced the shoes on and worn them, I've surely regretted it soon thereafter. (thankfully I was always smart and put a pair of flats in my bag)
I haven't determined if my feet have actually grown or if they are just swollen, but to make it easier on myself, I've started putting my cute heels in bins with my pre-pregnancy clothes. Out of sight, out of mind....right? And good thing flip-flop and sandal season is just about here; I have a great excuse to beef up that collection this summer.

I hope for a joyful reunion in about 6 months when I unpack those bins and slip on those heels and prance around the room. And if not, then I'll do some sole searching and start a brand-new collection. And hey, maybe it'll be better than before!