I follow a blog called "Good Mommy/Bad Mommy" and this past Thursday I realized I was a "Bad Mommy". Here's what happened...
As I was helping the scouts get ready for their Blue & Gold dinner, I was asked to bring the ice. So I found a round, plastic toy bin to hold the ice and water. I went to the store and bought six 7lb. bags of ice. When I pulled up to the church I didn't see anyone who could help me bring the ice in. I thought to myself, "it isn't that far from the car to the door and I am only 6 months pregnant, I can carry this, no big deal". Well that was my mistake. Trying to balance 42 lbs of ice in a large plastic toy bin on my belly was probably not the smartest thing I have ever done. After carrying the ice in I was short on breath and had cramps for most of the night. The baby is fine as I feel her (or him) moving a lot; and other than the discomfort, I feel O.K.
As I sat there kicking myself for doing such a stupid thing, I realized two things. First I am a "Bad Mommy" for not listening to all those pregnancy books, doctors and especially my husband when they tell you not to lift heavy objects while you are pregnant. Second, I am not as young as I think I am. I used to be this young 20 something who could do anything while pregnant... now I am a 35 years old whose body is saying "you are too old for this". It's hard to face the reality of getting old. Some people say age is just a number, after Thursday night I might have to disagree.
Hopefully I can do better and be a "Good Mommy"