So I recently had to have surgery. And for the foreseeable future, I'm confined to my bed and the couch downstairs. My girls are enjoying having both dad and I home to play Mario with. However my husband and I are already ready for a change of pace. I tried to get up and do some crafts and I think I might have overdone it. It's only been like 2 days. And I seem to remember having a similar a experience after my C-section. I wanted to do too much too soon, and ended up hurting my stomach a bit more. My husband just looked at me and said "I told you so." So back into bed I go.

My mom moment of the day was actually just sitting here enjoying watching the girls get some extra time with their dad. They have gone to run errands together, they have wrestled and played 2 competitive games of Mario. We didn't worry about what chores receded be done, we didn't have to worry about work, we just hung out here together. So it was a good day for mom.