Took a little tumble yesterday. I was walking down a flight of stairs and whammo - before I knew what hit me, I was down. I didn't even know it was icy. Poor Mila was in her car seat, so while she was jarred and scared out of her sleep, she fortunately wasn't actually hurt. Unlike my arm. And my back. And my butt. And my dignity.
My mom and I thought I might have broken my arm at first, but thankfully nothing so scandalous happened - just a really big abrasion and a hella nasty bruise that hurts like a freaking mo fo.
Merry Christmas to me!