Aside from the sheer exhaustion, I never knew that motherhood was so physically demanding or dangerous. Most nights, I feel like I'm getting enough rest, but I am still sore ALL. THE. TIME.You weigh almost 25 pounds and I swear your diaper bag does too!
My back hurts, my feet hurt, my shoulders are tight, I have a constant crick in my neck and in the last 11 months, I have stubbed my toes and have more tension headaches and broken nails and than ever before.
I can visibly tell that the muscles in my left arm are more defined than the ones in my right arm because I favor my left when holding you balanced just so on my hip. I must remember to alternate.
I chase you around the house all day long keeping you out of harm's way and making you laugh.
I crawl around on my hands and knees when we play together.
I bend over so many times a day to wipe up the floor and pick up toys that you'd think I'd have six-pack abs by now. Sadly, this is not the case, and before you chime in, I know, I know, I should be bending at the knees.
I slouch, hunch, lean, contort, reach, twist and turn in the most peculiar ways out of pure necessity.
At the end of the day I often discover mysterious bruises on my body, usually on my butt and probably from either the car door, door leading to the garage or baby gates.
My hands have always been dry but have gotten worse with all the bottle washing and diaper changing. I should own stock in Purell hand sanitizer. I still can't wear my wedding rings without breaking out in a rash.
I am using muscles and a physical strength I never knew I had in order to multitask and care for you in the best way I know how and while it is all worth it, this mama needs a massage... pronto and at least once a week!! Maybe a good long soak in the tub will do for now.
The best is yet to be.
Day 73/100