This is about as happy as this post will get and with that, you have been warned. (There is an awesome thing that you MUST read about at the end plus a giveaway so feel free to skip over my walk story if you aren’t interested in MS.) My Michael’s were all decked out in the color orange to show their support for Multiple Sclerosis and I love them for that! I go all out: bra, panties, socks, shoes, scarf and shirt! Mother Nature was a little hormonal the day of our walk because she decided to spit out this massive storm on our way to Frankenmuth.
Despite the storm my friends still showed up and they happen to be some of the best friends that a girl could ask for. I love them with all of my heart and a support system is exactly what you need when you are dealing with a disease like Multiple Sclerosis. I told them they better not ruin my street cred and tell people what it is like for me because there are few people who I will allow to see me in the state I was in during my walk. It is beyond depressing and I would rather people know me as a raging WITCH than a helpless person.
Baby Michael was seriously the hit of the party! Until the rain passed through we were all stuck in the pavilion like a can of sardines and some people were even walking in circles inside of it for a faux walk. Michael was a beast and was just walking everywhere despite the crowds! He even almost got a kiss from a little 13 month girl because he walked right up to her and she put her arms out for him! It was beyond precious! I am raising a P-I-M-P! 
Baby Michael is a trooper but even troopers get hungry! I get the bad Mom award because he walked right over to the Tim Horton’s table and tempted me with a doughnut, that I let him try. The rain finally subsided so we fed Michael his bottle and decided to hit the pavement! Insert a downwards spiral of suckiness. Is that even a word? Probably not but that is how the walk ended up.
We started out and I was pretty happy because I was walking OK for just getting over my relapse a few months ago. Sure, I couldn’t turn around and talk to the people behind me without walking all cockeyed but I was walking pain free and that is a big deal since I am not on the neuro blocking medicines anymore. Somewhere around .5 miles in, this is a guesstimate, I was needing to focus more on my walking. My legs started to buckle at times and were becoming incredibly weak.
“You have got to be kidding me!”
One of my friends kept doing the reach to save motion because she thought I was going to fall so I knew that it was noticeable. I am a 24 year old woman who can not freaking walk! I look normal and you can not tell and I like to keep it that way. I do not want to be treated different and I frankly do not want people to witness me at times like these. I have a reputation to protect.
I started stopping along the walking path in hopes that when I started again my legs would cooperate. I was pleading with them in my mind to just work long enough to get back to the pavilion! Please, for the love of all things holy, just get me back to where we started.
If you want an idea of what it is like for me, or anyone else with a walking problem, do this exercise. Take a step with your right foot and bend your knee a little more than normal so it causes a slight imbalance. Then bring your left foot up to your right foot but the top of it drags on the ground instead of the bottom. Think of it like the hinge holding your foot and ankle together has broke so it is floppy. Doesn’t work very well does it?
I feel bad for Daddy Michael because there isn’t anything he can do to help even though he really wants to. Sometimes I don’t think he understands that things he tries to do are the opposite of helpful because I am concentrating so hard on the task at hand and he ends up breaking my concentration. The brain is a tricky organ! According to Leann’s watch we had burned 400 calories but I can guarantee you that I burned way more because of the extra effort I was exerting to stay standing up right.
Michael knew that it was to be a quiet ride home.
I did not talk the whole way home. I wanted to ball my eyes out from sheer frustration because I was now alone and able to get it out. I thought I had been doing so good! If there is one thing that you should take away from reading any story like this, it is to truly appreciate everything you ARE able to do. Your life might suck at times but I can promise you that there is someone out there who would love to trade lives with you. I know there are people who would wish to have the problems I have because they have bigger fish to fry so I get it off of my chest and use my energy for awareness. Awareness is the most powerful tool we have to deal with things that aren’t in our control.
I promised you something rad and I didn’t forget about it! Rain + stroller + blankets = wet blankets. Totally not the case for my walk because I was using a MotrB! I probably don’t even have to say it but it was invented by a Mom. Who else would come up with something as genius as this stroller blanket?! The pictures I saw online do not do this product justice… not even slightly! I was the coolest stroller Mom at the walk and people thought it was awesome, because it is.
There is a little ‘pouch’ that you slide your child’s legs into and pull it up to their waist. The inside is a fleece and the outside is a waterproof material so it is very warm. You then roll the top of the blanket down and use the Velcro ‘snaps’ to attach it to the belt of the stroller. It was simple!
The MotrB isn’t bulky and stayed in place perfectly! I was so thankful to have it during my walk so there was one less thing that I needed to worry about.
Seriously, this thing is amazing. You need one… like yesterday. Make sure you check out The MotrB Facebook page and their website!
This giveaway is sponsored by Mompact.com. This is a product “invented by moms, for moms” and I received this product in order to facilitate my review. All opinions are 100% my own.
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