I need to. I want my body back.
DH isn't picking up the slack on the housework and it's driving me crazy. I know it won't be the same body. I'll still be sore and tired but at least I can put the baby DOWN and carry a load of laundry up and down the stairs. Steven unexpectedly got up at 530am and that has become a battle ground for
DH and I...what a way to start the day, eh?