Women, Know your limits!

Isn't that the old adage?!

Well, my little gardening spree yesterday shows that I clearly don't know mine. I don't know if it was the pot I moved in the garden, or the bag of compost I put under the trolley at the garden centre, but what I do know is that I've had to walk around the office with no shoes on all day looking like I've got a pole up my arse.

I suggested to hubby that it MAY be the bedroom antics on Saturday, but that was quickly dismissed: funny that!

Apart from the back, I'm rating my performance as "good effort" on the stress front today. I didn't have any customer meetings and my two internal ones were far less stressful than they could have been. I could have done lots more, but what I didn't do won't get me into trouble, so that seems a fair balance to me.  As long as I can get through the next two weeks relatively stress free, then my hopes are high that baby number two might become a reality.

It's funny, when we first started trying for number 2 last year I thought it would be so easy. Perhaps in the long run it's a good lesson for me: no matter how determined you are or how much focus you put on something, you don't always get everything you want in life.