>First, I don’t watch TV while I run at the gym. Not sure why, but music suits me better. However, there must have been something pretty incredible on the Today Show as the three people next to me gasp in shock and shake their heads grumbling. Curious Georgina herself has to crank her neck to try and see what happened and almost slipped off the treadmill completely. Smooth Dania…real smooth. Ding dong–there is a baby in your belly you may need to be concerned about.
Then, I get a frantic call from my neighbor asking if I meant to leave my garage door open. Um, no, did I really do that?! This was at 11am. I left my house at 8.
And to top off our morning, while trying to give the Bean her independence as we shop in Target, she goes charging ahead of me full force, only to go spilling to the ground moments later. I hear a sickening “bonk” followed by her sad, oh too sad, sobs. She’s now left with a small indentation in her head before it puffs up and turns blue. Thank god she’s a tough girl and a sip of my new favorite Starbucks strawberry/banana/chocolate vivanno (no, I did not give her coffee), she is happy as could be and off running again. Though I didn’t let her out of my reach and it took us 30 minutes to get 2 items.
I’m beginning to think that I should put both of us in a padded room until my pregnancy brain subsides.
Luckily, she’s in her crib, safe and sound (despite the baseball forming on her head). Nothing was stolen from the house and I am going to lay my crazy butt on the couch until further notice.
>Hahaha. Oh you’re at this stage again. I do so muchly remember it from the first time around :)