That is what these last couple days have been about. Just getting by. Just managing.
Mark has been sick. Since thursday evening. On top of that, he had been gone all week practicing for the honour recital reunion show (which was fantastic by the way.) So, i had Owen with no help for most days that week. I knew my body was feeling a little over-exerted, but hey, what's a girl supposed to do.
So, then, my body finally decided it had enough. Monday, at work, i bent over, and an immense surge of pain shot through my back to where I couldn't even stand back up. Threw my back out. I ended up driving home (ouch) and finding someone else to pick Owen up from his grandparents house. So all day yesterday, Mark and mark's parents took care of Owen while I literally lied around, heating and icing and crying. Eek. not fun.
So today, im not able to work, but i did spend the afternoon with Owen. I didn't lift him or do anything crazy. I decide i want to stretch my back...thinking that'd be helpful. I do it, and BAM! Horrible surge of pain again. So here I am, day 2, having to ship Owen off, and more resting around nursing an injured back. UGH. Not good timing. Nesting mode has more then set in, and i just want to clean and prepare...and instead, i'm basically tied down to a bed or a couch (ba-humbug!!!) I'm just hoping I don't go into labor until this back feels okay. How awful would that be?
Mark's family have brought us dinner now for 2 nights in a row, since i can barely stand, and mark is STILL fighting off whatever stomach junk he has going on. I seriously don't know what i would be doing if we were in Nashville right now. Family has saved our lives the past 2 days, and i've felt so very cared for. Asking for help isn't easy, and it's quite humbling...but it's the story of our lives right now.
Mark has been sick. Since thursday evening. On top of that, he had been gone all week practicing for the honour recital reunion show (which was fantastic by the way.) So, i had Owen with no help for most days that week. I knew my body was feeling a little over-exerted, but hey, what's a girl supposed to do.
So, then, my body finally decided it had enough. Monday, at work, i bent over, and an immense surge of pain shot through my back to where I couldn't even stand back up. Threw my back out. I ended up driving home (ouch) and finding someone else to pick Owen up from his grandparents house. So all day yesterday, Mark and mark's parents took care of Owen while I literally lied around, heating and icing and crying. Eek. not fun.
So today, im not able to work, but i did spend the afternoon with Owen. I didn't lift him or do anything crazy. I decide i want to stretch my back...thinking that'd be helpful. I do it, and BAM! Horrible surge of pain again. So here I am, day 2, having to ship Owen off, and more resting around nursing an injured back. UGH. Not good timing. Nesting mode has more then set in, and i just want to clean and prepare...and instead, i'm basically tied down to a bed or a couch (ba-humbug!!!) I'm just hoping I don't go into labor until this back feels okay. How awful would that be?
Mark's family have brought us dinner now for 2 nights in a row, since i can barely stand, and mark is STILL fighting off whatever stomach junk he has going on. I seriously don't know what i would be doing if we were in Nashville right now. Family has saved our lives the past 2 days, and i've felt so very cared for. Asking for help isn't easy, and it's quite humbling...but it's the story of our lives right now.
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