Well, most of my life I would consider the following to require a true effort - like holding your breath because you're concentrating so hard effort: opening a jar of pickles or pasta sauce, lifting something really heavy across the room or on to a table, moving a piece of furniture. This morning, I realized I now have taken a different view on things that require a true effort: putting on and tying my tennis shoes. yes, it's my fault that I haven't been stretching how I probably should to remain limber and loose for delivery, however, the fact that I had to take a breathe-break between feet, that's not my fault. That's lovely pregnancy showing it's true colors.
Note to self/Moral of the story: Go shoe shopping this weekend for slip on shoes!!
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