I bought a pair of nerd shoes, but they were sandals and now that the weather is cooling, I thought, cool, it's time for boots. I have plenty of those that will work just fine.
Not so fast.
My boots are mostly heeled, yes, but small heels. But the real problem is the feet. Bigger feet. Super swollen.
So I bought a new pair of cute boots last week (seen above). They have a wedge heel, I rationalized. Twenty-six weeks pregnant with twins. Almost 30 pounds of weight gain.
Yeah, not going to happen. They sure are cute boots though and I thought the fabric at ankle would accommodate the swell.
This morning while on the escalator to my train, a really nice MTA worker was on behind me. Take your time, mama, he said to me and had a huge smile on his face.
(Note: I hate the MTA, but the MTA workers I've met are all super nice -- like train conductor man.)
"You've got to retire those heels," he told me. "Just for a couple more months, for the baby," he said.
I'm wearing my two-inch thick-heeled Frye boots that are a bitch to get on and off.
"I know," I tell him. "And there's two in there."
"Twins!" he says and his whole face lights up. "Do you know what you are having?"
I tell him boy and girl. He tells me I'm blessed, but that I must put the heels away and take it easy.
He totally made my day. Blessed. I feel very blessed.
I just wish I could be blessed in heels.
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