On Saturday,  Brent and I roamed around Noe Valley - taking in the Christmas lights, small children caroling, and giant toy soldiers in storefronts. We bought a few gifts for family and pink footie pajamas with a vintage cowboys and indians printed on them for Everly.

Later, I saw these beautiful, yellow maryjanes and decided to treat myself. The sales girl looked at me like I was crazy as I stood there in front of the mirror, giantly pregnant and teetering in 3 1/2 in heels. “They’ll be fun to wear after baby comes?” she said with a smile. “After? They’ll be fun to wear now.” I said back.

I gave up sushi, raw cookie dough, and red wine when I got pregnant - but I’m not giving up my pretty shoes, thankyouverymuch.

Love,

M