As a follow-up to yesterday’s post…today seemed like an odd day. I felt better than yesterday, but it wasn’t up there with my best days. As I’m writing this post past 9 PM (before bed), I can report that today my symptoms were at their mildest after dinner.
That’s atypical. In general, if I’m gonna feel a little worse some time during the day, then I usually feel a little more “bulgy” toward the end of the day.
Here’s what I did physically today…
I took my almost-14 month old boy to the park. I held his hand going up the stairs, and we went down the slides together (and repeated it several times). I kept him from getting into the path of other kids on moving swings, and I kept him from touching little babies in their car seats and strollers. I followed him down a leaf-covered slope as he chased after doggies, and I hauled him over my shoulder while climbing back uphill. And more…naturally!
Unfortunately, playing at the park (as I described above) sets my pelvic organs up for failure. I simply cannot maintain proper Whole Woman posture all the time while being a hands-on mom. Hands-on means frequent bending to his level and frequent handling!
I don’t ever want to sit on the sidelines because of my prolapse symptoms. I’m trying to find that peaceful, “happy place” where I’m able to take the best care of my boy while simultaneously taking the best care of myself.
After we left the park, I drove to the grocery store, we shopped with a cart, we returned home, had dinner, and prepared for the bedtime routine. And somehow, I felt better as the evening progressed. I was pleasantly surprised.
A day in the life with prolapse is like a box of chocolate: You never know what you’re gonna get!
I am healed.