Back injury Take 2

I swear there is some curse the Tomlinsons have with injuries and moving. I am officially laid up with a totally jacked back again. It happened on Wed when I was lifting Inara to put her down for a nap. I felt a slight snap in my lower back. Not as bad as the last one, but bad enough that it brought tears to my eyes. I went to the chiropractor, and he said he could tell I was all tight and out of alignment again. Yesterday was a tough one with quite a bit of pain throughout the day. I feel horrible because this couldn't come at a worse time. We are moving into our new house, and I have all these things I want to do but now can't because I can't lift a darn thing and am even limited on simple movements. Forget shaving my legs for one. I also feel miserable because it hurts to lift Inara or to bend over and hold her hands so she can walk, her new favorite pasttime. This makes me feel like I'm a bad mom because I can't do things with her. I know that may sound stupid, but it's just the way I feel. I ended up taking a hydrocodone the past two nights so I could at least sleep some. Shawn said I'm restricted to a "supervisor" position this weekend as we move our stuff to the new house. I'm super bummed because I won't be able to do any unpacking this weekend either. My mom has been asking me for a few weeks if I need her help. I kept saying no because I hate to ask for help and because I didn't want my parents to have to pay for another flight out here. Well, when I told her I injured my back and even cried a bit on the phone (not to make my mom feel bad but because I'm that pissed with the situation), my dad booked her a flight, so thank god she'll be here on Wed. Hopefully that extra set of hand will help with Inara, and if I'm feeling any better, I can do a little bit around the house. But I know I have to take it REAL slow so I can heal quicker. This is soooo not the way I wanted this weekend to go.