tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2472629283583618308.post282040592614355272..comments2012-10-11T20:48:21.542-05:00Comments on Diary of a Crazed Mommy: The Bad and the UglyHeatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18252852185170433773noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2472629283583618308.post-89087581471976527772011-04-20T13:55:36.431-05:002011-04-20T13:55:36.431-05:00Heather, I am so sorry. Hang in there, you are str...Heather, I am so sorry. Hang in there, you are strong. While my heart breaks for you, I must share that I have many days I cry about what the future holds, and worry about the things I can't do with my little boy. I cry at the thought that the time will come when he is too heavy for me to lift. I got teary-eyed at the park one day because I saw moms climbing all over the playground equipment with their toddlers. He is 5 weeks and 2 days old, and I still have not left the house with him by myself. Why? Because I'm afraid...what if I go somewhere, have him in the carrier, strapped to me, and I have to go to the bathroom? Where will I put him? I can't hand him to a stranger so I can pee! Or what if I have him with me and I need to buy a few things? I won't have my lap free to carry groceries if he's strapped to me. These are just a few of the many fears I have... I try to remember I'm not the first woman in a wheelchair to have a baby...there are ways to make it all work. I try to remember that God won't give me any challenge too big to handle. But sometimes...I still cry, because it is overwhelming.Unknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11955798152006558444noreply@blogger.com