Is anyone else a complete and utter klutz when they're pregnant? Or just in general? I am totally uncoordinated, but when I'm pregnant, it gets worse. Today I TRIPPED AND FELL. In my own home. (Not to worry, the baby is fine. So is my pride for that matter, because I just don't take myself too seriously and have had my share of spills over the years. Many of them in public. I'm usually the first one to laugh.)
Anyway I was vacuuming the boys' room this morning and went to move a rocking horse...tripping over the vacuum...and falling. Yosef saw it happen and didn't even laugh--he just said, "I've got it, Mom!" and came over, grabbed the horse, and moved it for me. I love his sweet heart!
I also had an incident with bacon grease (ewwwwwww) this morning, which splattered on me and hurt some sensitive areas. I am so not joking. I now don't recommend making breakfast in a flimsy spaghetti-strap pj shirt and sweats. It may be TMI, but people, it hurt.
I DID have a great time at the park with good friends, we got home and my nappers napped while my non-nappers played outside. Now everyone's awake, there's a diaper to change, Kevin's on his way home, and I need to finish vacuuming the playroom and our bedroom. I'm looking forward to a quiet evening at home, and my monthly trek to the flea market tomorrow. (Okay not such a big trek, it's just down in Littleton.)
They say life as an at-home mom can be dull, but I don't know, there's been a little too much adventure around here for one day! At least it gives me something to blog about?