Clumsy

I am so clumsy this pregnancy.  About three weeks ago, I fell down the stairs (just a few) and I landed hard on my feet.  I definitely felt jolted and I definitely was having lots of contractions.  By the time they got me in the Dr. office to monitor the baby and myself, everything had calmed down and I was told to be careful and keep my Dr. appointment for that Wednesday. 

Yesterday, Evan woke up pretty early.  I took him out of his crib, and then went to close the bathroom door (otherwise Evan likes to run up the stairs and go and play in the bathtub and he's learned how to turn the water on).  While I was closing the bathroom door, I tripped over one of Evan's toys, and fell on my hip/bum.  I really do have a lot of cushioning down there AND I grabbed the door which helped break my fall.

The doctor still had me go to the hospital yesterday morning to make sure that everything was okay.  And it was.  I really appreciate the doctor that I have.  He's very patient, honest and helpful.  He didn't make me feel stupid about coming in to the hospital, and he made me feel a lot better about the possibility that baby would come early (if baby came early at this point (35 weeks) he wouldn't have too many complications). 

So, that was one of the lamest Valentine's Day experiences ever.  Thankfully I was only in the hospital for two hours.  Evan was able to go to a Valentine's Day party (our friends who hosted watched him for us) and eat lots of sugar. 

The rest of the day passed by pretty quickly.  Evan had a nice fall from his sugar high and took a 3 hour nap so that I could sleep on the couch.  Rick and I exchanged gifts and put Evan to bed so we could have our fondue dinner to ourselves. 

So, the trip to the hospital wasn't that bad.  I am just annoyed at myself for being so darn clumsy (and not picking up after my 2 year old because I'm lazy).