I can see my feet again.
my legs stop feeling like encased sausages & my toes stop looking like Lil Smokies.
I have a lap to hold my kids on.
I can roll over in bed at night without feeling like I’m doing a three point turn.
I can eat spicy food without getting heart burn.
I am able to lay all the down without having problems with acid reflux.
I can sleep on my back.
I can sleep through the night without getting up to go to the bathroom 5 times (yes, I realize I will still be getting up to feed Emma, but that is much less annoying!).
I can snuggle with my hubby without feeling like there is a watermelon in between us.
I can get out of the bath without thinking “heave, Heave, HEAVE!” (okay for this one you need a little back ground. First of all we have a sunken roman tub. Second of all when Tanner & Hannah were babies they used to watch the Winnie the Pooh DVD where Winnie the Pooh gets stuck coming out of Rabbit’s house and everyone has to get together and pull him out singing “heave, Heave, HEAVE!”)
I can get on the floor and play with my kids without wondering if I will be able to get up again.
my hips stop feeling like they are going to dislocate.
I can walk without a waddle.
I can get back to the gym.
I can get my pre-pregnancy clothes back out (I put them away so as not to depress myself).
I can hold my sweet little Emma.
I guess that’s it for now, thanks for listening to my whining. I’m sure there will be more later!