I don't know what it is about today but it's been awful so far. We woke up late, got all ready for school, daycare and work, opened the door and noticed it was a blizzard. After sliding to school, dropping off day care, I headed to work to teach my morning class which was fine but I still am not used to driving in snow. By the time I got out of class and had to head home to wait a few hours, gather materials for the next class which is at the end of the day and eat...the snow had dropped four inches on my car. I cleaned it off and drove home at 10 miles per hour taking me much longer than usual. Upon arriving home, I was texted that Miles had thrown up at day care, so I went to pick up the kids while making a million phone calls to find out how to cancel my afternoon class.
Canceling is highly discouraged (though I'm sure no student would care) so someone offered to cover it, thankfully since I know I couldn't make it back down with the roads not even plowed yet and a sick kid at home. I need a plan B for when the kids are sick and I have to go to work anyway.
So as I was leaving daycare holding the hand of my sick three year old who was holding his puke bucket, following my five year old complaining of how hungry she was for lunch, and I was holding the one year old baby, I slipped down the stairs full of snow and landed on my back on the front walkway, knocking over the two kids in front of me, clinging to Louis who didn't get scratched but cried his head off from the scare, and I landed on my left elbow and back with my full weight. Immediately I worried about being 7 months pregnant and hurting the baby by falling. We made it to the car and then slipped and slid home to get in our PJ's at 1:00.
I found a ride home for Carter from school so I wouldn't have to leave sick kids or drive in the snow any more today. I'm so thankful for helpful people. I like to be the one to help usually but I've been finding out the past few months that I'm the one with four kids, and one on the way that needs the help these days.
I'm sitting here now with a hugely swollen and cut left elbow, a sore back, a headache, and aching body almost like an aftershock of a car accident. There were a few contractions but they've stopped.
I feel so bad about missing my afternoon class. It's a new job and I want to make a good impression but I honestly didn't know how it could happen today. Sigh. Two more hours till Doug comes home and I can take a hot bath, and just rest. Looks like cereal for dinner, cause I'm not planning to move!
7 years ago
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What a crappy day!! Ugh, I am so sorry for the way things have gone so far for you. I have only empathy, but nothing to say to make you feel better, so I'm sorry about that too.
My old babysitter, (who was mostly great, and the girls and I really loved her), had a clinical, psychological fear of throw up. When my kids would throw up, she wouldn't go near them. (Once when I was out of town, she gave Jeni candy, who gagged on it and puked, and the babysitter called my sister Lisa to come clean it up. I was so embarrassed by that!)
Anyway, I remember several instances when the twins were little, and I was pregnant and sick myself, and still had to go to work, then one of the kids would get sick, and I would have to figure out what to do. . .it's the most stressful thing on the planet. And teaching is not the kind of job you can just call in sick for. There's always so much arranging that has to take place.
I am so sorry about your day. I really hope you feel better, especially your elbow. I hope it's not too serious. (Darn that slippery Utah weather. I do not miss it at all, and driving in it was NEVER fun to me.) Hope things turn out OK.
Miss you,
Tiff
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