The Happy Having a Baby Shoes

Back at the end of last millennium I was 24, I was newly and happily single and in April I had a baby. It honestly seems like it was the dark ages sometimes, I ate anything I wanted I had a couple glasses of wine and on occasion I may have even smoked a little. See what I mean? Dark Ages! *

This was the days before the baby bonus, before paid parental leave was even a pipe dream! I'm not sure if there were push presents as such and there was no one to buy me one anyway, so I bought my own and here they are....


These were my 3rd pair of docs, I'd never seen silver ones but I had previously painted shoes with silver nail polish so I knew they were for me. I called them my
"Happy Having a Baby" shoes and I wore them everywhere, and even though i loved them at first they, just like mothering were stiff and awkward and took awhile to feel right. I wore them to ring in the new year and on walks around a rather seedy neighbourhood on nights my baby couldn't sleep, to work, to the park, everywhere.

Now I wear them on occasion only, a couple of times this week due the Sydney weather being less than stellar, they do get worn a fair bit though by that baby I had bought them in celebration of. In a way I always thought they'd be hers I guess, she walked every mile in those shoes with me, and I love that these boots, these magic silver boots are a part of our shared family history.

They may not be fancy jewels or a handmade quilt but they are very much us.

xxpt


*I'm not an idiot I know these things especially the smoking were bad for both of us but I was young and invincible and a bit of an idiot.