This past weekend I dropped off my little man at my mom’s place and headed to Virginia wine country for work. Yes, work.
I won’t go into extensive detail, but let’s just say that the weekend completely wore me out! I’m talking totally knackered.
It’s not the actual work, its the being on your feet for 6+ hours that will get you. And being 18 weeks pregnant, you know this mama needed a break.
In fact, by late afternoon I “hit the wall” (runner speak) and I could not move, speak or even think. I was that far gone. But, I was in good company with my colleagues and we ended the long day with a lovely dinner in downtown Charlottesville. Still, my body was begging for a bed and soft pillows.
So what does being on your feet and working at a winery at 18 weeks pregnant look like?
Let me show you!