These are my daughter's feet. I have many pictures of Becky's feet. She seems to like taking pictures of her feet in unusual places. Maybe to prove that she was actually there standing on the very spot.

As an expectant mom we used to put a pie plate on my abdomen with marbles in it and let her kick the marbles around. I remember thinking that I was either expecting a soccer player with a great banana kick or a ballerina.

Of all my children she was the most active. I remember watching the "Star Wars" movie and feeling her kick me through all the light saber battles.

Like most new mothers the first thing I did when they brought her to me was pull back the blanket and check out those feet that had constantly been in my ribs. They were sweet feet and I still laugh when I see her foot print on her birth certificate.

So I was not prepared when she called me this evening to tell me she has a birth defect.....something very close to club feet. She had been to see a podiatrist as her feet had been hurting her and he told her she needs orthodontics now before the situation gets any worse.

Her feet are twisted and have compensated all these years from the pressure of walking by giving her bunions. She has been told she has "old feet" for a young person. She told me that the doctor told her this often happens in first born children whose mother have a small build. ( I liked the part about having a small build....just not the part that I had inadvertently crippled my firstborn!)

She was told that sandals and clogs are the worst shoes she can wear (both major faves!) So it looks like I have imposed a world of "old lady shoes on my baby girl!"

However, she had a bright side to the dilemma....according to Becky she should be able to put the star on top of our Christmas tree every year as she is now our "Crippled Tiny Tim." God Bless us every one!

Labels: Becky, feet