Last year, I walked six miles for March of Dimes. For Beth. For James & Jake. I did it with a big pregnant belly in front me and an ice pack on my back.
My sciatica was so bad. I probably shouldn't have walked that far, but yet, I couldn't imagine not walking. Aside from the sciatica, I had no other problems. I was healthy and pregnant and able to walk six miles without worrying about pre-term labor. I know that I'm blessed with healthy pregnancies and healthy babies. I know this, and so, I treasured every moment.