This morning Rose was supposed to have gymnastics at 9 AM, but there’s so much new snow that I was afraid I wouldn’t even be able to get out of my neighborhood, so I was thinking of just keeping her home. But at about 9:07 I decided I was feeling brave, so I hurriedly got her and myself dressed. (Isaac is home sick so I was able to leave Henry with him.) We got there (with a fair bit of help from my anti-lock brakes — this is the one time of year I really wish we had 4WD,) and as I walked around the car to get to the other side and open her door, I slipped and fell HARD on my left leg and hip.
The worst part was that no one even saw me fall. Normally I’d rather fall anonymously, but when the big seven-months-pregnant lady falls, I think she should get lots and lots of sympathy.
After getting Rose in to her class (the teacher asked me, “Did you know this class starts at 9?”) I went across the street to Target, very carefully picking my way across the parking lot, which left me with about 10 minutes to shop. (I had a list about an hour long.) Even though I never buy the expensive produce at Target, I thought I’d make an exception just this once, since I wasn’t sure when was the next time I’d make it to a grocery store, and I wanted the ingredients to make some turkey soup. But when I saw they were asking $5.99 for a 5 lb. bag of potatoes, I just couldn’t do it. Then I found the 10 lb. bag of potatoes, which was ALSO $5.99, so I bought that. (Who knew they would charge you $3 for the privilege of not having too many potatoes?) And I forgot to buy carrots.
We’re now home safe and sound and I’m nursing my bruises by reading other people’s blogs, and I’m praying that having fallen won’t send me into early labor (so far, so good.) But: Isaac has pink eye, and his school policy is he can’t go back to school until he’s been on an antibiotic for 24 hours. And I’m trying to pretend that his pink eye will just go away on its own. (I dislike our pediatrician, and keep meaning to find a different one, but never seem to get around to doing so when we’re healthy.)
I think it’s definitely time to go start having a productive day take a nap.
I decided this post needed an illustration more than my children needed lunch. The bunnies are, of course, snow bunnies.
Wednesday update: Jennette pointed out that I would need more than just the carrots for the soup, what with all those bunnies needing to be fed. I’m hoping this will do the trick: