You may think I’m crazy, and you know what? My doctor agrees with you. A direct quote from him after my last weekly check up: “Are you crazy?!” See? Told you so.
My reaction was to sheepishly laugh and nod to the fact that they’re not that high. Heel height does make a difference, after all. Then he sent me on my way as I wondered, Am I crazy?! (Don’t answer that.)
I can’t be the only woman wearing heels while in my third trimester, can I? I mean, I know it’s not common, but being pregnant doesn’t mean that it’s go flat or go home. My stance is that if you’re willing and able, and you find shoes that are comfortable, then go for it.
I’m starting a pregnant woman revolution, you see. Out with the orthopedics! In with the heels! Get it, girl, and don’t worry about that massive belly getting in the way. You may wobble a little, but hey, you’re looking good while doing it.
The truth is that, with all the changes happening, pregnancy is a beautiful but very crazy thing to watch your body go through. I feel great and love this basketball-tummy of mine, but I also feel somewhat out of body watching it expand…and expand…and expand. Heels have become my strange way of feeling somewhat like myself, which is kind of ironic considering I didn’t love heels all that much in the first place. In fact, I’ve always been super picky about them since I’m nearly 5’10 and wearing any heel above 2 or 3 inches immediately puts me into the “Walking Giant” category. (It’s funny because it’s true.)
They have to be the right height and comfort level, which these heels definitely do (Similar here & here). I’m all about nude shoes in the summertime, especially since they go with just about everything.
Speaking of summertime, the day this outfit was shot was the first time I brought out white shorts. I paired them with a loose striped shirt that’s perfect for layering or on its own, a leather jacket (Mine is vintage but I’m loving this biker-inspired option) & polka dot sunglasses. It was the perfect outfit combination to welcome the warmer weather which has
caused endless sweating graced us with its presence lately.
Gotta love the midwest. It leaves for very interesting guessing games while getting ready in the morning.
In summary, I’d like to leave this post by answering a few questions that I’m guessing would be frequently asked based off this post.
Q: Do my feet hurt? A: Yes, a little, but it’s not unbearable.
Q: Do I ask Doug to rub them on an annoyingly frequent basis? A: Yes. I have no shame.
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