Stupidity Hurts

Tuesday and Wednesday of this week I did nothing except lay on my backside, taking it easy, which left me feeling pretty good and hurting very little. So yesterday after I did my blog post, I vacuumed, cleaned the kitchen, and started cleaning my seriously cluttered desk area that is sorely visible when you walk in our front door. I did all of that and still felt great. Sweet! But I didn't do any more after that, for fear of overdoing it.

Then Hubs and Baby Bean got home. I thought it would be fun to let her play in the dog's pool I had just put fresh water in that morning, so I put her in a swim diaper and took her outside. Hubs went and mowed the front lawn while I watched Baby Bean in the pool. For some stupid reason, I decided she needed to get out before he was done mowing the lawn, so I picked her up, carried her upstairs, put her on her changing table, dried her off, dressed her, and then carried her back down stairs. I gave her some ty.lenol for a nasty diaper rash she was sporting, and then picked her up and carried her into the other room.

My stomach was burning.

It was starting to swell.

I knew I had been stupid in that moment.

Hubs came in, and I debated over whether or not to tell him. I knew he'd be mad, and I knew he'd say, "I told you not to do that!" But I was starting to get concerned that maybe I had busted an internal stitch, in which case, I would have to tell him at some point anyway.

I told him. He was mad.

Apparently not lifting anything over 10 lbs applies to the same 2-week rule as driving a car. But in my defense, Dr. D told me that I could pick up the baby as soon as I felt like I could. He said to just kind of play it by ear, and that I shouldn't have to wait more than a few days, even after I told him Baby Bean is nearly 30 lbs.

I think what did me in was carrying her up and down the stairs, and the changing table. I am sure if I just carried her from one room to the other, I would have been fine. But no, I just had to carry her up and down the stairs, as opposed to helping her walk up and down them.

I spent the rest of the night hurting, no matter how much medication I took. I was so swollen I looked 6 months pregnant. It was a very uncomfortable night sleeping too.

Today I can attest to the fact that stupidity really does hurt.