Pregnant women can't lift

I may have mentioned that we're moving house soon. As is the nature of these things, we still don't know exactly when this will happen, but are assured that it is imminent. Based on this information, I can only conclude that we will have to move house before finding out when we have done it.

This is really only quite tenuously linked to my wife's pregnancy. It all just adds to the general atmosphere of quiet panic which flavours what will, in retrospect, I am sure, be the happiest and most life changing period of our lives.

One aspect in which the two events are linked is my wife's inability to undergo strenuous activity on account of her condition. It just so happens that all of the strong people we know are either incapacitated or in another country. Thus it has fallen upon me to be uncharacteristically decisive and manly, confidently asserting that I will do everything. People discover unfeasible reserves of might in life threatening situations, so I'm sure I can carry a double bed.

Consequently, I have spent most of this week (off work) putting all our possessions in boxes and carrying the boxes to other places, in a fragile attempt to appear organised and under control about the whole business. All of these illusions were comprehensively shattered about half an hour ago when something in or relating to my spine appears to have snapped quite angrily, and now prevents me from sitting up within ten minutes, let alone carrying a bed.

All of which, as I've said, has very little to do with the pregnancy. I just wanted to have a moan really.