Remember how I posted that I had poison oak and was miserable?
As bad as that was. This is way worse, and explains (somewhat), my total lack of blogging.
I almost broke my ankle of Saturday. I'm not convinced its not cracked. I can't put my foot flat on the ground and walk (although I can walk on the ball of my foot for short distances). I cannot take care of my baby girl, I can't cook, I can't do dishes, I can't do laundry... I feel totally, and completely useless. I was NOT made to be a princess and be waited on. I'm to independent. WAY to independent. It may be the death of me.
My babe is fussing right now (just woke up from a nap) and I'm going to attempt to figure out how to get her in the living room by myself.
Her nine month post (*SOB*) is coming soon!
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Oh no! You've certainly had a rough time. Poor momma! Hope you're on the mend soon!
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