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Seeing as how I dragged my 38-week pregnant self, my still-healing fractured ankle, and two sugar-laden kids (Lucky Charms for lunch?  What a great idea!)  through both the Navy Exchange AND Commissary this morning, I am beat and can think of nothing to say.  However, this post by Antique Mommy cracked me up today.  I want to have the patience and creativity of her mom!

Conversations with Chloe- Birthday Edition

Since my birthday is in a few days, and we just celebrated Luke and Chloe's birthdays, Chloe is big into surprises...


C: Mommy, I helped Daddy wrap your birthday present! I put the tape on!

Me: That's great! Thanks for helping him.

C: But I can't tell you what it is, because it's a surprise!

Me: Oh, that's ok, I don't want to ruin the surprise.

C: Ok. But I think it's a bracelet! But I won't tell you!

Before and After

Things I did before I had kids...

• Brush my hair more than once a day
• Check my appearance (instead of the diaper bag) before leaving the house
• Shave my legs more than once a month
• Use lotion (on myself) every day
• Take long relaxing baths (without a toddler in the tub with me)
• Scrapbook daily
• Choose restaurants based on things other than their kids' menu
• Listen to music that didn't come from a cartoon character

Things I never did before I had kids...

• Pick cheerios out of my hair
• Pick cheerios off the floor
• Pick cheerios off my socks
• Eat cheerios

Things I would have missed if I never had kids...

• Spontaneous hugs
• "Wuvoo Mommee"
• Sibling love...
  
  

Conversations with Chloe

C: Mommy, why is Luke wearing a band aid?
Me: Because he hurt his chin and it was bleeding.
C: Why did Luke hurt his chin and it was bleeding so he needed a band aid?
Me: Because he fell.
C: Why did Luke fall and hurt his chin and it was bleeding so he needed a band aid?
Me: Because he was running and he fell.
C: Why was he running and he fell and hurt his chin and it was bleeding so he needed a band aid?
Me: He was just playing. And he fell. It just happened. It was an accident.
C: Why was it an accident?

Do you feel like banging your head against a very hard object? I sure did!

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C: Mommy, why is there traffic and there are a lot of cars on the road so we can't go fast or else we would bump into them?
Me: Um, yeah. What you said.

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C: Dear Jesus, I hope you don't die. But if you do, it's ok, because you'll come back to life. Thank you for Mommy and Daddy and Lukie. Amen.

That just makes all those questions worth it :)

Just me whining

I have been looking forward to next week, thinking that my ankle would be basically normal again and I could resume being more than a mediocre mom, and preparing for the new baby.

But we found out Monday that my ankle could take up to 2-3 months to completely heal. I can walk on it now- at times it just hurts some but is bearable, other times it feels like I have shards of glass in there. I am still supposed to be elevating it and icing it, and only doing activity as I can "tolerate" it. Still, it's not fun to limp AND waddle at the same time!

Since we found this out I have been having such a hard time feeling like me. I just can't get back in the groove of things. There is so much to do before the baby comes, and while I technically still have 7 weeks, I have also been having a lot of contractions this week, and I think the baby has dropped, too, so I'm not counting on this one being late anymore.

I just don't know how to feel like me in the midst of third trimester pregnancy and a fractured ankle.

You'd think I'd be happy for the forced break from dishes and laundry!

They found a fracture

I had a follow-up on my ankle today. I still can't walk on it and have a lot of pain. They re-did my x-rays, and this time found a hairline fracture! So, another few weeks to recover!

A forced break from blogging

Just so you all know, I am in the middle of a forced break from blogging. Last week I fell down the stairs and sprained my ankle! It is still quite an atrocious purple color and twice the size of my other ankle, and I am still on crutches...the crutches are to be followed by an air boot thingy, which is to be followed by physical therapy.

But the baby is fine, and if I hadn't landed on my ankle, then I would have landed on my stomach. And since I heard cracking when I landed, I am very glad that it is just sprained and not broken!

Since the computer is downstairs and I am currently limited to the upstairs unless I am forced to go to the doctor for yet another follow-up, it will be a few more days before I get back to the copmuter again. I haven't given up blogging, and can't wait to catch up on all my regular reads when I'm mobile again!