Being a mom...not in heels

So, I find myself always wanting to buy my kids stuff. Which is fine, but I wonder why I no longer am obsessed with myself? I mean that sounds wrong, but do you get what I'm saying? I will make sure my kids are dressed absolutley adorable and I try not to head out in sweats...that's my idea of getting dressed nice. Terrible. I do wear makeup and do my hair, so I'm not one of those moms that has completely lost touch with herself. But I used to wear cute stilettos and make sure I was all done up, accesorized, and ready to go. No longer. Not that I don't have my cute purse with me when I leave, because I do, always. But I no longer can throw on heels to go somewhere...those are saved for special occaisions! HA, I can't believe it. Luckily, or unluckily, however you want to look at it. After I had AM, a ton of my heels and cute little shoes no longer fit the same...I gave them all away (still very sad about that part), but I do have a few left here and there that sit in my closet waiting for a night out (which rarely happens). In the summer it's flip flops, it the winter it's Uggs and tennis shoes. Even for family dinners I have been to lately, it's ballet flats or something. Which are very cute, but not heels. Tomorrow I have a baby shower to go to...I'm wearing heels. Maybe.