F@&! my legs

It is time for shorts and skirts and dresses and capri pants.  And I have these ugly leg braces.  I have a choice to make.  Do I want to be hot all summer and wear jeans?  Or do I not care?  My legs sweat with the braces on.  I was wearing long socks to help the rubbing on my shins, but I was way too sweaty now that it is warm.

We put away the jeans and got out the above mentioned clothes. I got ready for work and put on a knee length jeans skirt.  I look so silly.  These braces look like soccer shin guards.

Yesterday morning, we were headed to softball practice.  I put on capris and was looking in the mirror.  Naomi came in and asked me what I was doing and I told her that I was looking at myself.  She said that she thought that I looked good.  And I said that I did not think I looked good.  She said that the leg braces mean no walker, right!?!  So who cares Mom!  She gave me a big hug and left, unfased by whole conversation.  She is wise beyond her years. 

I have to be ok with walking around like this.  I need to find some new shoes.  I need to get some clothes that fit.  But for now, for today, I am going to be ok with this.  I am going to show my kids that being sick is nothing to be ashamed of.  I went to practice, and I got stared at, and I just smiled.

So here I go, I am coming out, legs blazing....

(notice my husband has GIANT pruning shears on the step? I think he may be trying to kill me.) 

And here is a picutre of me and Brett and Isaac just because they are just too cute....