Kids Are a Pain in the Neck
They should have worker’s comp for at-home moms. I think I have quite a case. My right shoulder has been aching for a few weeks now. I should probably seek medical attention, but I know what they’ll tell me—rest your right arm. Frankly, there’s about as much chance that I’ll get to rest my right arm as there is that I’ll fit into my high school jeans, so I’m not sure there’s any point in seeing the doctor.
Caveman is fond of throwing himself at me from across the room. Princess seems to think I exist to carry her things. Then there are the diaper changes involving an unwilling, 40-lb 2-year-old. I keep suggesting that if he doesn’t want to have his diaper changed he could just learn to use the potty, but so far my extremely reasonable suggestion has been ignored, so I wrestle him to the changing pad and pin him down while changing his diaper. Basically, there’s no chance my right arm will get “rest” any time soon. I never knew raising kids would be so physically demanding.
In addition to my shoulder, there are the less-obvious kid-related “injuries.” The extra skin around my stomach, which was, pre-kids, pretty flat despite my “plump” figure. The need to wear a cautionary pantyliner just in case I cough or sneeze without warning. Sciatica and heartburn, both of which made an appearance when I was pregnant with Princess and just stuck around because I have such a sparkling personality. (Read more…)