Yes, I broke my legs when I was 8 months pregnant with my second son. Imagine labor and delivery, caring for a newborn, toddler, husband and home, all while hopping around with the help of a walker, because you have a pink cast up to the knee on one leg, and a blue cast on the other.
Go ahead…read my story, and then let me know what you would have done.
Start here on my blog, and continue reading if you dare. Then come back and let me know what you think.
Here’s to the road less travelled, and more amazing adventures!