Sometimes I make myself do things because I don't want to deal with the ramifications of doing it the other way.
A lot of times this means that even though I'm comfortable, I'll force myself to be uncomfortable for a bit to reach for something or to get up to do something.
It gets harder now that I'm uber-pregnant.
With the first one, I didn't try to shimmy my way into things or closets or to reach for things too high for me.
I do now.
Why? I don't want to but it needs to be done.
I feel like I'm not doing my child justice because I'm making myself uncomfortable but at the same time things need to be done.
I need to lean and stay on a side for longer than I wish so I can care for my toddler.
It's the way it is being a mom already; you do what needs to be done.
I don't how Ma Ingalls did it.