And I don't mean the kids!
In my family I'm known for having all sorts of aches and pains and sorenesses and illnesses. I feel like maybe God didn't put me together very well. Like when I was going through the transporter to come down to earth, some of the molecules didn't get put back in the right place. And as a result, I'm always in some sort of pain.
Migranes, leg pains, stomach pains, back muscle pains... it just doesn't end with me. Oh, and let's not forget about the new one I found out about yesterday, the small hernia I have. That's always fun!
So as I write this, I'm actually kind of hunched over with this painful muscle spasm in my back. I feel like my Granny sometimes. She was always a little hunched and complained about her back a lot. I tried to pick up Hunter this morning, only to have my back lock up on me and we ended up on the floor, him laughing at me and me clutching my back crying for my mommy. He was saying, Weee that tumble was fun, Mom! Then he decided it was crawl on mommy time, so he jumped up on my side and bounced around a little. I realize he's not even one yet, but enough was enough. I'm not a jungle gym, kid!
Well, after a minute of writhing on the floor, I could sort of pick myself up by holding onto anything within reach. I stumbled to my feet and tried to pick Hunter up again. This time it was a little better. At least we didn't end up on the floor.
Now I'm off to lay my sore, broken body on my nice new heating pad I just bought today. Oh, the IcyHot patches, not sure what they are actually supposed to do, but if you use one, do it with caution. They kind of stink and you will get funny looks in the grocery store! Especially when your son gives you a hug and then backs away and goes, "Ewww Mom, why do you stink?"