This is what I was saying over and over last night through my tears as my husband held me. I had the BEST day on Saturday. I have been feeling great for about 2 weeks and on Sat. I took my 6 year old daughter to WalMart and bought her a soccer ball and a tennis racket. We went home and I taught her how to play tennis (hitting the ball up against the garage door) She caught on fast and we played this way for 2 HOURS!! Then we kicked the soccer ball around and I cleaned out my mini-van, even taking out the seats and vaccuming it top to bottom. Later I took her to McDonalds and then we had bathtime and crawled into bed to watch cartoon while we waited for Daddy to come home from a mens church event. It was a GREAT DAY!! Of course I wake up Sunday in the most God awful pain. I was in tears most of the morning but went to church anyway. I was weeping by the time I had climbed the stairs to Sunday School and we came home after SS was over. I went straight to bed where I stayed for the rest of the day. My beautiful daughter kept poking her head in the bedroom to ask me if I needed anything and to update me on what she and her next door neighbor friend were playing. I could hear them outside and it just killed me. I AM SUPPOSED TO BE OUT THERE PLAYING WITH THEM, NOT IN BED!!! I am PISSED!!