This is when it hit me, I had been instructed not to lift more than 5 lbs for the next 4 weeks, that includes 240 lbs worth of dog! Just when I was getting the hang of walking them together, with my iPod blasting 70's music and keeping us all calm. So I can honestly say, the hardest part of healing is not being able to spend time alone on a walk with my babies. Oh, I get to love on them in the house, but it is not the same as fresh air, pee-mail and just the excitement of being outdoors together. Seeing things through THEIR eye's (or should I say noses?). I am sure my husband would let me walk with him, but I havent quite gotten back in the routine of waking at the crack of dawn with him.
However, as I prepare to return to the work force this week, I am saddened even more by spending even less time with my babies. Just before being laid off, my drive home was full of anticipation of getting home to a walk with the kids. Just me and one or both of the babies. It lifted my spirits. I have 2 1/2 more weeks to go with no mommy and doggie time.
I need to look back at this reflection in 3-4 weeks, when I am back to waking up at the crack of dawn to get a morning walk in, to remind myself, that I was missing this! I am sure my hubby will gladly remind me, as I sleepily drag my behind out of bed, while it is still dark, grab onto my cup of coffee, curl up in my recliner and slowly awaken to 2 dogs staring me in the face, waiting for that morning migration. Oh how I miss it now... but just wait...
Sasha & Max's Mom!
