Its supposed to be kind of a nice break to be "laid up" for a few weeks. Only somehow it would be more fun if I was actually just doing it for fun. The only thing I have been able to do is snuggle kids, read, and just hang out - the dream life... I know. I'm trying to be thankful for this time... I really am. It would be remiss if I didn't mention my total utter frustration with my knee. I absolutely hate being unable to do things for myself, my kids, my husband. It makes me crabby. I want to be able to just jump up and grab the baby from her crib.... to be able to just clean up my kitchen myself instead of waiting for someone else to do it...... to help my husband with projects that need to get done.... to not have to convince little Z that its more fun to follow me to the couch to be held versus being picked up where she's at. Its summer-time. I want to do fun things with my kids. Things that require walking- or standing- or kneeling- or crawling.... pret...