Big Belly, Pretty Shoes

One more annoying “I’m pregnant post”. At about 8 weeks my Dr. told me to, and I quote “put those (points to heels) at the top of your closet tonight. You are pregnant. You don’t have to be pretty.” to which I nodded and smiled and said “F YOU” in my head.

Still rocking the heels. Don’t give a flying.

Maybe I bring flip flops to my appointments to hide my heel wearing from my doctor. What of it? I’m tricky.

But todays blog obsession, Pregnant Chicken, could not have addressed issue better.