Let me just go ahead and tell you that I hate feet.Gross.
Nobody wants to open up IG and see a pic of your feet.
Nor do I want to touch them, or even talk about them for that matter.
But I like to keep it real on this blog.
And real for me right now is MONSTER feet.
**warning, foot picture ahead***
I swear I don't have fat feet on a normal basis.
When I say that they are killing me, I'm not exaggerating.
My tennis shoes are too tight and my flip flops leave marks.
My fat feet make me waddle.
Did I mention that I'm only 20 weeks??
This kinda freaks me out because in case you didn't know, I got really REALLY
sick when I was pregnant with K&A.
We are talking bed rest, swollen, high blood pressure, and miserable.
You know you are swollen when you show the doctor your cankles and
his response is "Oh, wow." That's where I was with K&A.
I was told that this won't necessarily repeat itself and even though I am
swollen, as long as my blood pressure stays normal, I'm fine.
Blood pressure is still normal. Let's hope it stays that way!
In the meantime, I'm doing eveything I can to get the swelling down.
Mainly because I kinda like being able to walk.
Oh yeah, and I kinda need to be at work everyday so if I get sick this
time around, I'll be in trouble.
I have a stool under my desk at work and I keep my feet propped up.
**warning, another foot picture ahead***
I also was told to soak them in Epsom salt and warm water.
Well, I dont exactly have a bucket for foot baths just sitting around
at my house....so I had no clue what to use.
I wasn't putting Epsom salt in my bathtub because I was afraid it
would be impossible to clean up....so I improvised, redneck style.
Yep, that's yours truly.
Soaking her feet in a cooler.
So if you ever get a beer out of our cooler and you think it smells like feet....
well, sorry about that.
But hello, amazing! It was like heaven.
My own mini spa
And I'm not even mad that I looked like an idiot while doing this.
My new nightly ritual.
Okay, enough about my feet.
Have I grossed anyone out yet??
I'm hoping to go find some fat girl tennis shoes this weekend.
I don't even care what they look like, I just want some comfort!
I'm not sure what a Southern girl is to do when "festival season" is
fast approaching and swollen feet are involved.
I'll just have to find a wheelchair to be pushed around in so that I
don't miss out on anything. :)
At this rate, I'm going to have to stop doing bump updates and start taking
weekly cankle pictures.
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