Sunday, July 13, 2008
With both my husband and I being so accident prone ourselves our kids are just bound to inherit our "bad luck." Or maybe it's just our personality traits that draw us to accidents. (We are both dare devils) Me not as much since becoming a mommy. When I was little I was always the one with stitches or broken bones. Same with my husband. Still to this day I'm the one in the family who always gets hurt. Take last time I went to the river for example. Everyone was tubing and having a blast. When it was my turn to go, my sister and I got on the tube and I ended up in the hospital. I shattered my nose and had to have reconstructive surgery. She just got a little bruise. I am always an accident waiting to happen! My poor mom. I now know how she must of felt raising me.
I looked out my front window this morning to find the kids swinging from a rope tied to a tree. Austin was pushing Landen high in the air. Landen was yelling," faster, higher" then he threw his head back to add a little thrill to his ride. My heart dropped for my little 3yr old and I stopped and prayed please God I only want to go to the hospital today for one thing and one thing only....AND THAT'S TO HAVE A BABY!