In the later days of my Mads pregnancy, summer was in full force – even in SF – and my poor feet were swollen beyond belief that even my beloved flip-flops were getting uncomfortable. So, for about 30 minutes, I was entertaining the idea of buying a pair of crocs so that I wouldn’t have to go barefoot to the hospital.<\/p>\n
So, we all know that they’re not the most beautiful shoe, but I was desperate. Maybe if I bought them in a super cute color, like fuschia, it wouldn’t be so bad.<\/em> Yeah, right. I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. And that was the end of those 30 minutes.<\/p>\n No offense to all you Croc wearers…bien sur.<\/p>\n Flash forward to present day, summer is here and Mads needs summer shoes pronto. At first she refused to try them on at the store, but now, I can’t get her to wear any other pair of shoes. (She’s got a pair on converse slip ons<\/a> and a pair of vans<\/a>.) She fondly calls them her “pink shoes”.<\/p>\n
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