Ah well, all my promises and good intentions of the last post almost a year ago were in vain. I'm still a bad blogger. But hey, I've had a lot going on. Like what? I hear you ask. Well, I had a(nother) baby and if that ain't a good enough excuse for not updating then I don't know what is.
The little man was born July 28, weighing 6lbs 15oz, and totally perfect. He came into the world in our living room in front of his excited big sister, who has been his most adoring fan ever since. Despite all the worries to do with the Factor V Leiden, thanks to the heparin shots the pregnancy was totally fine apart from one unexplained bleed probably caused by the thinners.
Of course, pregnancy took its toll on my feet. All women experience feet that swell, ache and generally change shape in pregnancy (and afterwards) and mine are no exception. He is now six months old and I do get achy feet, because I spend a lot of the day standing up with him in the sling, either getting him to sleep or just getting on with things.
Have I managed to wear heels at all? Sadly, no. I have tried a few times but they HURT. Big time. Not in my joints but the balls of my feel burn because I'm just not used to it and I'm not sure I can take going through the pain in order to build up a resistance again.
I wear flats because they're practical for my lifestyle, and as I only ever want to wear heels occasionally, if I go out, I just get a taxi, sit down a lot, or even take flats to change into. This week it's my 40th birthday (how did I get so old?!!) and while I really want to wear heels at my party (oh hell yeah I'm having a party!) I will probably end up in a pair of flats by the end of the night. Not least because I will be wearing my baby boy in the sling for a lot of it and he is heavy now - 15lbs.
So that's where I am right now. Not much has changed and I don't expect it's going to now, so I think heels are just down to whether I want to try and learn to wear them again, but other than that it's been the best decision I ever made - pain-free, pretty feet that are no longer disfigured or embarrassing.
I do intend to post occasionally, but generally my story is done, I think. Good luck to anyone undergoing this surgery, and do let me know how you get on. I love to read your comments and messages.
