Whoops ... plop

It's Mother's Day Mania ... a blog hop hosted by Mama M over at My Little Life.  I am so excited for this!  I really started blogging during her Valentine's week blog hop and it was amazing.  I'm looking forward to these next few days of Mother's day themes!

Today's theme is Whoopsie Wednesday.  Ummm...I've had a couple of whoopises.  There was this one time I sat my rolling infant in the middle of the bed at my in-laws house and turned to get something from the kitchen.  My husband asked where Leah was.  Oh she's fine...she's in the middle of the bed ... and cue cries.  Yup, she totally rolled off the bed.

And there was also the horrible, horrible experience of when Leah reached up onto the kitchen counter and knocked my hot water down her arm and got second degree burns.  She's fine, and the scars are almost gone, but it was horrific!

Well, I'll share with you about one whoops that hurt my pride and my bum.  We had just recently moved to Nashville and were just getting used to our new city.  And it was very different from tiny little Auburn.  We went grocery shopping at the Kroger up the hill on an overcast day.  While we were shopping, it started raining.  No big, right?  So Andrew grabbed the groceries, and I grabbed Leah, bundled her tight so she didn't get to wet.  We were walking quickly to our car in the rain...did I mention I was wearing flip flops?  Oh, and we were crossing on a crosswalk?  Did you know that paint they put on the concrete is extremely slippery, especially when you are wearing flip-flops?

You see it coming, dontcha?  Yes me and Leah slipped and I fell smack on my bum in the middle of the road going to the parking alot around all the other grocery shoppers.  In the rain...in the evening when everyone is shopping.  I swear I held Leah up when I fell down, but really all I know is one second we were rushing to the car and next second we were on the ground.  My new friends helped me up and no one laughed ... well at least to my face.

Ok, I told an embarrassing whoops ... now it's your turn!  Write yours out and then visit Mama M to feel a bit better about your whoops!

Mama Guilt

Today over at Cop Mama, we all gather to talk about our Mama Guilt.  You know...in case your Monday sucks, just think of a time you felt worse on your kid's behalf.  Just joking... So Cop Mama wants to know about Leah's first black-eye.  Wanna play along too?  Click the button below!  You know the guilty like to hang out in groups!



 

Here is Leah's first (and only) black-eye:

Poor thing fell out of the bed and landed on something.  Well, really I assume that's what happened.  All I know for sure is she went to bed without a black eye, woke up crying in the middle of the night, and had a black-eye the next morning.  Should I have kept her room cleaner...well sure.  I mean unless someone punched her in the middle of the night. 

Now you may ask, when did this black-eye occur?

Did you guess the day before Audrey was born?  Because you would be correct.  So while family and friends are all coming over to visit the baby, my poor 2-year old is sitting there with a black eye.

I'm sure everyone was thinking...did they really think they can handle another one?  Since they are letting their first get black eyes and all.

And no...the child still hasn't learned how to sleep in her bed.  The covers are often found on the floor.  And yes, we are trying to get her a bigger bed, lol.

Although as funny as Leah's first black eye may seem...the worst Mama Guilt happened when Leah burned her arm on hot water I had microwaved to make hot chocolate with less than a month after this.  Read about this incident here.