Everyone has their breaking point. I reached mine today. The simplest of tasks have been a challenge these past few weeks. Add kids to the mix and it gets even more stressful. My oldest is somewhat helpful, but you can only ask a 9 year old to do so much before she gets in a mood too. My youngest gets that mommy isn't up and walking around and he has even pointed out that mommy has an "ouch."
I'm thankful that I have so many people to help out when need it, but I'm ready to get back to doing things on my own. I love running around with my kids, and being outside with them. This injury has kept me from my plans for at least half the summer. I plan to take it back once I get the ok to walk again.
