Saturday, February 28, 2009

Bad Blogger...Bad Blogger

I was just told I am a bad blogger... sorry!

Yesterday, after a really crappy day of lower back & abdominal pain, I got up to walk around about 5:30pm, I was suddenly hot as hell, broke out into the sweats and felt like I was going to puke... and just like that... it all eased about a half hour later, allowing me to enjoy my niece and nephew, brother and sister-in-law & sleep well last night... surprisingly! I woke up this morning feeling better then I have felt in the last few weeks. What yesterday was all about it beyond me, must be 'the man upstairs' playing trickery dickery dock in preparation for all the games I will have to learn when this little munchkin finally makes an appearance. The funny thing is, the pain in my legs (that I have had for the past 5 months) is gone, I have been comfortable and I have felt very well rested all day. I told my husband this must be the calm before the storm!

It's 11pm on Saturday evening and... NO BABY! (pout pout)

Friday, February 27, 2009

Back Pain

Since 2am this morning I have been having unbelievable lower back pain that accompanies front abdominal pain... only to get worse earlier this afternoon. I called the nurse to see if this is 'normal'... and she didn't have much to say about it, so I must just be a wuss! I was reading earlier today and the description of 'back labor' was pretty much the way I would describe the pain I have been having. I have been lying down for the past 2 1/2 hours counting baby kicks... and no concerns there. I just wish I had some indication that 'this is happening soon', or am I going to go thru the whole weekend like this.

I'm going to go sit in the corner now and have my very own painful pity party! My code name shall be 'Crouching Tubby, Hidden Whiner'

Thought it was gonna happen...

Well, I thought for sure that last night was 'the night'!

After a busy day yesterday tying up loose ends on some design projects, cleaning the floors on my hands and knees, eating some spicy food, having a glass of wine (yes, I had a glass of wine... and I still feel guilty about it), and trying to induce labor with my husband (wink, wink)... I hoped we would be making that trip into L/D. And about 2am, I was almost positive that we were going in. I was having really bad pains in my lower abdomen and in my lower back, thinking it was part of back labor I was just waiting for my water to break or give me some sort of other indication that 'this was it'. I was having horrible sciatic pain too and if I put my hand on my pelvis, I could feel my little munster moving around... (yes, it was that low) so those things made me think it was just the baby pushing and putting pressure on me. The pain went on until I fell back asleep, then about 4am I woke back up to the same thing... only to fall asleep again about an hour after staring at the clock. This morning the pain has subsided except for a little back pain, so I guess it's not happening today...

All in due time right? I am getting so anxious to know if we are having a boy or a girl that I could just spit, otherwise... I am enjoying my little munster shifting and a shakin'!

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Baby Boy's all Around

Just wanted to send out a CONGRATULATIONS to Jill & Kevin who had their little baby boy, Beau Christopher Sathre born Feb 22 12:49 pm 9lbs 4 oz 19 3/4 inches (which I can't believe I hadn't posted yet).

And a CONGRATULATIONS to Erin & Brad Cole who had their little baby boy, Dane Bradley, today at 3:20 pm, weighing 7 lbs 13 0z and was 21 inches long. This young lady thru me for a loop on the announcement of her baby... I thought for sure she was having a little girl! Crazy stuff that man upstairs throws at us! Olivia? You better watch out young lady... now there are boys all around! :)

Day before actual due date....

Today marks the day before my actual due date and I really feel as though things are not progressing. I pretty much laid awake all night staring at the clock and decided at 5:15am that I could find something to do that would be a little more productive. Since I am in the middle of a rather large project and I have a few brides that I am trying to get tied up before this little munster makes an appearance, I decided to get up and do something. I was a machine this morning, I got most of my projects finished up (at least the the point where I can't go any further on them), most of the house cleaned and laundry done. After a quick trip into town, I got our kitchen put back together, for the most part and tied up a few more loose ends. I think I have completed the nesting process or at least I am at the very end of it anyway. I am sure there are more things I will find myself doing tomorrow (like cleaning out the garage with a toothbrush).

Hopefully, if things go well tonight, by tomorrow I will have my 'huge' project off my shoulders and with the 'low pressure system' coming in that EVERYONE keeps talking about (they say it induces labor...who says that?... all the farmers in Mower County) I am hoping to make that trip to Labor & Delivery, and since the weather (the roads) are supposed to be crappy... what more perfect time to be driving while in labor. Of course, now that I say it out loud... it won't happen... so just pretend you didn't hear it (or read it) and I will pretend I didn't say it (or type it)!

Sexy Sidebar: My cankles are the size of beach balls today so the sooner this little munster comes out, the better. I had thought about going for a swim tonight since I skipped out on CycleBox, but decided it might not be such a good idea for fear of drowning, I'd hate for Dave's aunt to find me cankles up in the pool :)

Monday, February 23, 2009


Ahh, the days of progress are upon us!

Last night, after a pretty uneventful day {other then a princess birthday party for my niece, the birth of a friend's baby and then the gay-rage full of food}, for some reason my husband was still hungry (probably because I ate all the food in the gay-rage and left none for anyone else to consume), we had to go to the Bom to get supper. No biggy, so we headed to the Bom to grab a pizza since our kitchen is in shambles, what bad timing...but, hopefully it will be done tonight... well the counter tops anyway. At least we will be able to put our sink back in and the stove top when that comes in and get things sort of back in order. After the late supper, I needed to finish up some work so that today wouldn't be so overwhelming... got it all tidy-ed up and my sweetheart of a husband decided to rent a movie. So we snuggled in on the couch. About half way thru the movie, I started to get horrible pains in my lower back... then they moved around to the front. Ugh a mug was it uncomfortable. I got up... sort of... on my hands and knees to try to relieve some of the pain by doing 'cat/cow' pose, no such luck to relieve the pain. So I got up to walk around and that seemed to relieve some of the pain... back to the couch I go. I think Dave could either see the tears from my eyes (that I was trying to hide) or he could sense that I didn't feel so swell. He comes over to make sure I was okay... and shortly after that, the pain eased. Only to come back a little later I am afraid. It was about 11pm when this back pain came on so I thought for sure it was going to be a long night, but surprisingly... I actually slept good. I, of course, got up about 4 times throughout the night to go to the little girls room, but fell right back to sleep and actually dreamt (which seems like lately, I never do)!

Luckily, today I had a doctor's appointment and with some good news it actually got me excited! He checked me and I am dilated to 2 cm and he said that my cervix is 50% effaced (Effacement is the process by which the cervix prepares for delivery. After the baby has engaged in the pelvis, it gradually drops closer to the cervix; the cervix gradually softens, shortens and becomes thinner). I thought for sure that it would be no big deal because I have heard others say that you can be dilated at a 2 for weeks with no progress, but he said that since my cervix was effaced that it could really be any day now. He asked me if I could wait until Friday to have the baby since he is on-call then! :) He also said the baby is head down, which is good and that the baby is low... he must have been able to feel the head... weird! So, with our house tore apart and me in the middle of about 4 projects, we could have this baby any day...

Please just wait until tomorrow, please just wait until tomorrow! :0)

Saturday, February 21, 2009

Enjoying the Wiggles

I realized tonight, that the wiggles and the jiggles will soon be coming to an end. I seem to be spending most of my recent days trying to figure out how to get this little munster out and not realizing what I am really going to miss. Other then the pain that I have in my legs and the, every-once-in-a-while, pain in my lower abdomen from the little bugger pushing down, I have been really lucky this whole pregnancy. Really no issues that give me the true right to complain, compared to how some women have it. The thought of being put on bed rest like other women sends chills up my spine and makes me shut my trapper like a soon-to-be modest monkey. I realized tonight, in a conversation with a friend that soon, there will be no more moving furniture, no more frequent swims from one end of the pool to the other and no more practicing up on kick boxing skills. As I lay here, feeling my little munster try to maneuver around in, what used to be, a rather large swimming pool, he/she is now slowly running out of room. With every kick getting stronger and every movement getting slower, I know that his/her time inside mommy's belly will soon be over and then I will no longer have this little bundle all to myself. I know that I will soon have to share this precious piece of cargo with my husband, grandma's & grandpa's, more family and friends. I am thrilled at the idea of meeting my munster, in person, for the first time and finally knowing if he is a he or she is a she. I am overwhelmed with the idea of soon I will be able to hold him/her in my arms and cuddle, and snuggle the living baJesus out of him/her... but after tonight... I have decided to enjoy the very last bit of my pregnancy and revel in the thought that I don't have to share right now and for once, I am allowed to be selfish :) I can be the only one to feel him/her hiccup, kick, punch, jiggle, wiggle, bounce, take that last lap in the pool and pack up the moving van... because I know that soon he/she will be here and I will miss the quiet nights watching him/her dance, the gentle belly rubs (inside and out) and the peaceful, one-way conversations that we shared... just the two of us!

Oh crap, I just made myself cry... weird!

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Induction is doomed!

I decided that if CycleBox today did not induce labor, I am doomed! Maybe I should have stopped exercising long ago so that I could step it up now just to make this whole labor thing go a little fast. I fear I will be pregnant forever! :)

On a good note though, I actually got some great sleep last night! Best I have had in a long time. I didn't even hear my husband get up and get ready this morning... which for me is rare! :)

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Sexy & Sleepless

I have to say, there is nothing sexier then a hot pair of cankles... and cankles I have! One would think with all the water that I drink that I would be pre-suicidal (in hopes of my brain swelling... it has really happened), but other then the massive cravings that I have had my entire pregnancy for Blue Dolphins ... (no comment Troy)... they say that water is supposed to help with the water retention. Can you imagine if I didn't consume the 3 gallons of water a day that I have been? I'd be the size of the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man...without the funny hat, of course (and the crabby as hell look on his face)! Oh the joys this little munster brings, but it will all be worth it soon! :)

Now, if I could just get my husband to stop with the recently adopted, favorite past time of his (snoring) so I could catch some sleep tonight. Somehow, I don't think it's going to happen. He didn't do to bad with the snoring last night, but seeings that I just couldn't get comfortable with the cramping... (or pain)... that I was having in my abdomen... I can at least blame the no-sleep last night on his snoring :) Shhhh, don't tell him that.... cause I think he will make up for it tonight... oh wait, he already has, and it's only 10:45pm :( Oh how I wish I could have that bottle (I mean glass) of Tawny Porto wine, I'd be sure to get a good nights sleep! :)

Friday, February 13, 2009

Weekly Apt.

Just got back from the doctor, unfortunately he didn't check to see if I was dilated...which at first I was a little disapointed... until he informed me that there is really nothing that he will do differently if I was. The reason he said that he hadn't planned on checking was because for one, it's uncomfortable for the mother and two, he said that I could be dilated at a 3 and be that way for weeks. He did offer to do one, but I figure, since he is the boss and knows what he is doing there is really no sense in getting my hopes up in that I 'could' have the baby next week when in actuality it might not be for another 3 weeks. My body will do what my body will do... so I decided to just let it be and let nature take it's course. I also asked him about the 'shrinking belly' feeling and he thought it was because the baby was making it's way into the birth canal... head down (thank goodness), so that put my mind at ease there. I had mentioned too, that the baby has been lacking in movement the last couple of days, not movement entirely, just now at 11:30pm when he/she is normally kicking the crap out of me, it's be almost non-existent... that he attributed to the baby getting bigger and running out of room to move, which makes sense. After feeling my tummy and the position of the baby, checking my measurements and making sure all is good there, he pulled in the U/S machine to calm all nerves. I am always happy to hear that he wants to roll that little bugger in, I love to see the baby. Once he put the monitor on my belly and I saw our little munster wink, I knew everything was okay. He checked the fluid around the baby and said that everything looks great, he checked the heartbeat and we're good to go there with 136 BPM at his/her typical resting heart rate.... little slower then last week, but of course last week he was doing summer saults and karate chops the whole appointment. :) One other exciting thing he did was take measurments of the head, tummy and the femur, and the baby as of today weighs just over 5 lbs... close to 5 1/2 but not quite. He guestimates that I will have a 7 lb. baby... and that's just A.O.K with me. The smaller the better! Now, lets just hope he is right! :)

Okay, now I have some work to do before we head to the Comedy Club tonight with friends for Jason's birthday... so sayonara until next time!

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Tubby Photo Snap Shots

Here are a few snapshots from the tubby photo's we took last week. Rebecca did such a wonderful job and she is so great to work with! Now, if I could only look about 30 lbs. thinner :)

You can view more work by Rebecca Lynne Photography by clicking here.

Feeling prepared & I got to see Olivia tonight! :)

I'm afraid I haven't been very good at blogging lately :( As I sit here feeling my little munster wiggle around I decided I should probably plop down and get to it, so here I am.

I headed over to Rochester today to purchase some of the necessities that I needed for the nursery, like newborn diapers, butt paste... you know, all the good stuff! And after spending a couple hours in Baby's R Us, I think I am finally done. Phew! I still will need to get a few items after the baby is born, but it is all stuff that can wait... so wait it will.

I had just finished up putting most of the things away, starting a load of laundry full of baby stuff and was looking forward to running over to Dave's aunts to go for a swim when Dave called and said that Rachael, Andrew and Olivia were going to stop by. I'm so glad they did, they had just come from Olivia's 6th month pictures... she is the most precious peanut on the planet. She has the most mild personality ever, she just smiles, giggles and stares! Just love her and it makes me excited to know that soon (hopefully tomorrow) we will have a little one to join Olivia so she can have a little playmate! Thanks for making my evening Rachael, it was totally worth missing the water! :)

Tomorrow is Friday, and I have yet another doctors appointment. One that I am thoroughly anticipating, almost as much as the ones before I could feel the baby moving around in my tummy and was anxious about hearing the heartbeat. I am sure he will be checking to see if I am dilated. I know that it really doesn't matter much if I am a 1 or a 4 tomorrow, but it will be nice to be able to see some progress in the next couple weeks and know that things are moving along as they should be. It's weird today too, actually the last couple of days I have thought this, but it seems like my belly is getting ... smaller ... which in a way makes me worry. I'm sure it's normal as the baby moves down into the birth canal, but it seems strange to me and I am anxious to ask the doctor about it. I can definately tell that the baby is getting bigger though, as he/she has now comfortably moved over to my left side and permenantly underneath both sides of my ribcage. At least now the little munster is being fair and not discriminating between the right and left sides. It makes me feel good know that he/she is a problem solver and just wants mommy to be happy... what a kind hearted little soul he/she has! :)

Even though I have been a bad blogger, I promise to be a little more attentive and update it on a regular basis now... especially in the next couple of weeks. I'm sure you're all thoroughly excited to know if my 'who ha' is making way for baby after my 'pooter poking' tomorrow! :)

Also, just wanted to say Happy Birthday to Jason today... another year younger and another year wiser! Cheers!

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Long since been...

Finally, I am going to sit my chubby bunny's down and update this blog. It has been a crazy week... into the weekend... and back into a new week (already). I am not even sure where to start... so I guess I will start with Friday's events!

We headed (once again) to the cities for a Wild game to meet friends. The game was rather disappointing, but who really goes to the games for the game, right? I go for the pretzels, which our friends bought me... they must have thought it was about time for the fat lady to eat again. :) Thanks Jodi! After the game, for some reason, we ended up coming down from the Club level to go out the wrong doors. I am not too familiar with the Excel Center and always manage to get turned around, but my husband always seems to know where he is going so I know I can always rely on him... except for Friday night. I don't know why Friday was really any different, it could have been the 'way to many already' beers that he had before the game or the 'to taste or not to taste' Morgan/Diets... either way, we got lost! On a typical day I would welcome the 'short' walk to get our bearings or to get a post-game nibble. However, when I feel as though I have been hit in the pelvic bone with a baseball bat and my legs feel like they were stretched with a calf puller, the 'short' walk was not so welcome... especially when the sidewalks were if-y as to where the ice 'might or might not' be! After a 15 minute...or so... walk, Dave finally found a cab to hail and it's a good thing, cause apparently we were "heading towards the river" say the cab driver! Yikes... don't know really what that means, but it sounds scary. Needless to say, we ended up getting back to the hotel via the cabby. We sat and had a few beverages (I, of course, had my favorite drink, the Blue Dolphin... 'heavy on the rocks please!') with our favorite bartender, Jim. Since we really hadn't eaten anything but the snacks at the game we decided we wanted to get something to eat (which was initially the plan right after the game). "Ah, es-cuse me Mr. Bartender... " he suggests Mickey's Diner... the one right by the Excel Center... the famous Mickey's Diner. I'm good with that, never been there. So we take the hotel shuttle down for some YUM-MAY food, then cab er back to the hotel. Pretty uneventful evening I would say... until about 3am. I had been having 'cramping' like pain in my lower abdomen most of the day and just wrote it off as nothing. But, I think the long walk on (maybe) icey sidewalks made the pain a little more intense. And since, for some reason the hotel decided it would be a good night to run out of pillows, I had only the one pillow I brought with me (THANK GOD) and one that I could use to put between my knees (I might just as well brought back an extra pancake from Mickeys Diner). So, even though I had taken some Tylenol PM to ease some of the pain, I think about 3am it decided to wear off and ugh a mug did I hurt. I could barely roll over, oh no wait, I couldn't... I tried though. Never-the-less, I was in tears and it actually crossed my mind to crawl over to the hospital that was just across the street from our hotel. I didn't have the heart to walk thru to the other side where the front door was, and also where our friends were sleeping (I didn't want to wake them) so I stole Dave's pancake and laid there until Dave awoke. Once I got up and s-l-o-w-l-y started moving, the pain eased. I have decided that the more I rest, the worse the pain gets, so screw this resting crap... crazy how that works huh? Anyway, homeward bound we were shortly after and when I got home... I honestly do not even remember my head hitting the pillow... I was out like a fat chick playing dodgeball. :)

Okay, wow, that was only one post for one day. I think I may have to wait until tomorrow to post more. I do have to say though, I do, very much enjoy being pregnant. I am somewhat mystified by the 'pain' that I am having. One would think that the pain should be 'IN THE BELLY', but I seem to be the only one of all our friends that are PG that is experiencing pain in my legs. And, after thinking that the exercise that I have been doing may have been causing some of this pain, I will say that because I got to the Y early yesterday, I decided to go for a little walk around the track... and when I say little I mean, I barely made it around the track once in 5 minutes. But, when I was in CycleBox, the only time that I did NOT experience ANY pain at all was on the bike. I think I could have biked all day long... it made me so happy to do something, anything and not experience ANY pain. Alleluia, Alleluia, Al-le-lu-ia!. Oh, but then I got off the bike to walk to the bag... that was a different story. My Doc did tell me (with a smile on his face) that the pain will go away... AFTER I have the baby. So I guess you could say... I am ready, ready to be done being pregnant and meet this little munster and get back to being (or pretending to be) normal.

Sunday, February 8, 2009

Belly Love

I don't have much time to post tonight, but I did want to put this up about the Belly shots that I had done last week. If your interested, you can check out a few of the proofs on her blog at Rebecca Lynne Photography. Hopefully, I will have time either later tonight or tomorrow about weekend events!

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Nursery & Photographs

First things first, the nursery looks 'almost' complete, minus a color coordinating ottoman and baby of course. :) I thought I would post the final picture of the nursery, I think this is the one corner that I have not posted yet. Notice the giraffe print valances and the little wall hangings above the window? Once again, made by my mother. :) Thanks mom! It might be a little hard to see in the photo, but the one of the left is a zebra, middle is a lion and the one of the right is a giraffe. All super cute. At least in this picture you can see the angles of the roof line that we have to work with. We made it work... :)

Might be able to see the wall hangings better in this pic.

Secondly, we survived the photographs today! :) I knew we would, but I suck at taking pictures because I get nervous or embarrassed or something. I don't mind the pictures where I am not looking at the camera, but the staring aimlessly into the lens makes me so nervous, that lens is so intimidating for some reason... not at all sure why... but it happens. Rebecca was great to work with and she made it fun, so I am hoping her '(M)agic' button worked. :)

And finally, I didn't fall at all today, aren't you proud? :) My husband said to me tonight: "Am I going to have to buy you a walker... or a Little Rascal?". I told him: "Let me hit you in the pelvic bone with a baseball bat and see how well you walk". No comment? Yah, that's right! :)

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

What a day!

What a day today has been! The events really started last night after I told my mom that the little munster rarely moves on the left side of my belly. Usually, he/she has a hoof wedged up underneath my right ribcage and I have learned to live with it. But of course, it's the old 'knock on wood' theory, and once I went to bed, I could feel the baby shift over to my left side and he/she really chimed in on my lower ribcage, almost like he/she was trying to prove to me that 'mom, I can do it, I'll show you!' Well, he/she did and was an active devil all night long. I didn't mind since, since 'that guy I live with' was out of town and I was wide awake anyway, I actually found myself talking to my belly and rubbing it all night long, we had a little bonding time and my little munster kept me company. It was nice to have the company on the short night that I had since morning came early today. I had a doctor's appointment at 7:35 this morning. Why so early? My doc is heading out of state for work and he wanted to squeeze me in before he left. He is such a great guy, I am so glad that I switched to Mayo. He felt really bad this morning because I had to wait quite a while for him (he was coming off a night shift and they over booked him trying to get a few like me in) and he kept apologizing for being so far behind. I didn't mind cause the baby was a machine all morning, by far the most active he/she has been yet in one sitting so I just enjoyed watching and feeling the baby AND my doc, he is so worth the wait. I was excited to hear that he wanted to pull in the U/S machine again today to confirm that baby has stayed head down and the second he put the monitor on my belly, my little munsters face was right there in clear view, and he/she winked, yawned and started hiccup-ing all within the first 10 seconds of the ultra sound. It was beautiful, it made me smile knowing that is my baby... and the doc, he acts like my baby will be the first baby he has ever delivered, he gets sooooo excited. It's awesome, you can tell, if he has kids... he's a great dad! He also said that everything is looking good and the baby is about 4 1/2 lbs (so tiny), so we'll be back next Friday for the start of my weekly appointments. Boy it sure seems to be coming up fast... and I still feel as though I have so much to do. After I left the doc's office I had to pre-register for labor/delivery in hopes that things go smoothly and show my mom where she needs to go and what she needs to do if it's after hours. Success!

Off to the cities we go to pick up the 'Second to last piece for the Nursery'. Ah what a relief that was to get that, and it even fit in the back of my Tahoe... barely! I even called in advance to make sure that the measurements would allow it to fit in the back of my vehicle and she says to me 'oh it will fit easily into a Tahoe'... Apparently she thinks a Tahoe is one of those big things that drives down the roads with big trailers on the back with a sticker on it that reads "How's my Driving?", you know the ones that Jake brake to slow down and lots of times, the drivers' gets seduced by what is known at those 'clean' Truck Stops as Lot Lizzards? <--- absolutely no sarcasm in that last sentence. :)

Phew, after a few other small errands we had to run in the cities, finally, I drop my mom off at home and headed home myself. 'That guy I live with' takes the two big boxes out of my truck and removes them from the boxes and starts to assemble them. 'What? What do you mean the Glider and the Ottoman wood are not the same color?'. You've got to be kidding me? Yup, they are two separate colors. After 12 weeks of waiting for this Glider to come in, it's wrong... and to no fault of our own. I called the place we got as soon as I found out and told the lady that we 'were just in today and picked it up and that we live 160 miles south of the cities, my husband just removed them from the box and the wood for the Glider and the Ottoman ARE NOT the same color'. She says to me, 'SHUT UP!'... and then a long pause. Of course, I am steaming when I find out the colors were wrong so when she says that to me, I bite my tongue and wait for her to respond with something... oh I don't know, a little more professional maybe. She then informs me that the gal that I need to speak with won't be back in until Friday. Awesome! Why can't something just go right the first time? :(

Any who ya, tomorrow is another day. Another day that I am... was... excited about, I am going to get some professional tubby pictures taken. I'm afraid it's not going to go as planned, not by any fault of the photographer, but mainly on 'our' end!

Oh crap, I almost forgot to write too. To top off the day, my mom and I stopped into the Burlington Coat Factory in St. Louis Park today, I had never been there and a friend said they have tons of stuff, which they do. I picked up a really cute diaper bag, amongst other fun finds. As we were leaving the store, I rolled over on my cankle and since I now, no longer, have any strength in the upper part of my legs (which normally would have caught me) down I go. Yup, that's right, I fell down and went boom! Yes, fatty is falling and it's awesome... imagine what is yet to come. Get your camcorders out folks, the circus is coming to town! :)

Sunday, February 1, 2009

A little bit of an ooops and a little bit of reminiscing!

Well, I had a bit of an accident tonight.

We had supper tonight with family for my niece's birthday, so I jumped in the shower to get ready. {Nothing out of the ordinary, I have a tendency to take showers... it happens.} As I am washing my face, I went to step back and my one foot slipped on the shower floor which I presume had soapy water on it and in the process of trying to catch myself with my other foot, that one must have caught the same batch of slippery soapy water... and yup, as you can well imagine I'm sure... I slipped back. Now, of course, I had to slip back in the direction of the shower curtain instead of towards one of the three (stable) walls... and out of the shower I go. Thankfully, as I was falling I managed to turn my back towards the ground instead of my side, which was the direction I was initially going down on. Phew, I saved the 'baby' from hitting, but boy did I hit my arse hard. Our shower isn't in a tub, so it has the surround lip at the bottom of the open side with the curtain and that is exactly where my boo-tay hit. I say that I am pretty fortunate in a lot of ways. 1. I managed to turn my body so that I wouldn't land on my side and hurt the little munster and 2. I (somehow) managed to NOT hit my head on the porcelain toilet that is just in front of the shower. How I managed to do that is beyond me, but that God, he's a smart cookie... he must know what he's doing. So I guess I will take the painful and soon to be colorful bruise on my arse and roll with it. :( I do have to say though, that is scared the baJesus out of me. As I climbed up off the bathroom floor and tried to re-connect the shower curtain, I found myself shaking and then... (since I am kind of a cry-er) ...out come the tears. Never in my life have I ever fallen in the shower, tub or anywhere, 'really', for that matter. Except for that one time, in High School, when I was running in the hallway because I was late to Social Studies and Thad Arnold (...yah, that's right, I said his name...) stuck his foot out and tripped me. I totally did the Pete Rose slide halfway down the hallway. I always thought that I would remain scarred by this little incident until I realized the good that came from it and the lesson that I learned. For one, I never ran in the hallway again, especially when Thad was around, and two, the 'Pete-y Slide' saved many a ankles and contributed to a fairly successful softball career that I still practice today :) So, I guess cheers to you Thad!

I did take some Tylenol PM tonight in hopes that will lesson some of the pain thrughout the night, but I think I may have to be taking that long over due swim tomorrow! :0)