We are a bit of a sight.

Hello, blog world! I know it's been a while... But I have a decent excuse this time.  As a lot of you probably already know, I fractured my ankle a week and a half ago. At 34 weeks and 1 day pregnant. Yes, I do have good timing... And seeing as baby girl and J (who I was holding at the time) were both unharmed-- you just gotta laugh.  I was leaving the house with J, to teach spin of all things.  My ankle turned, we fell (not far or bad) and I heard the pop.  Not really much of a story.  Bit of a frantic phone call followed...

L: M, Please come home, I think I just broke my ankle. And can you please call the Y and let them know I won't make it?

M: Are you okay?  Where's J?  Can you walk? Stay on speaker... Wait...why were you going to spin?

*J gives Mama a hug and runs to the tree in the backyard. Turns around. Waves hesitantly.*

L: Umm... in the grass, in the backyard... NO J! NO!

M: What is happening??? Traffic is awful!

L: Did you take the interstate?

M: No, and now I'm stuck behind this stupid Camero!

*insert very calm and rational conversation about the pros and cons of taking the interstate home*

L: J, NOOO!

M: What is going on!?

L: He's under the house. But, barely. And he hates it.

*30 second pause on M's end while I drag myself to the side of the porch to coax J out*

J: picks up the phone and breathes loudly into it.

L: Prying the phone from J. Ok, we're fine. Be careful.

I fully intend to take a "bump" picture in baby girl's room armed with crutches and my boot.  Then, when she is 16 and declares that I don't love her- I will show her that picture.

I won't say that it hasn't been painful and very inconvenient, but I will say we have been well taken care of. I am so thankful for all the help with J, meals, rides, playdates, errand-runners, and well-wishers. And of course for a husband who is more than happy to play with cars and fold laundry simultaneously when he gets home.

ROOSTA BREAK! Sorry- nothing but Iphone pictures this post!

J gets SO EXCITED when M or I go into the bathroom.  He eagerly motions "please" and points to his toothbrush and Elmo apple-banana tooth cleanser.  He must have them both.

He must do it himself.

And, he must carry them both around for a good hour.

Anyways... These are the little things I do see more of when I'm cannot busy myself with... anything.  Perhaps it's a little extra QT for J and I before Dos gets here.  And a good reminder to slow down and let people help.  Bottom line, God has provided.

Which I need to remember remains true when the orthopedic schedules me to get off the crutches and out of the boot "4 weeks from now".  Which happens to be 2 days before my due date.  <insert slightly manic laughter> And then squeeze in PT appointments. God also has a sense of humor.

I never want to forget this expression!

So, friends and family, thank you for all your help and kind words!  M, J and I feel so blessed.  I did come in to work today, figured why not have M drop me off when he drops J off at school just 2 days a week?  (oh yeah, no driving... right foot. I'm learning to not push my luck.)

I do promise pictures of baby girl's room soon... and, J's parent/teacher orientation at preschool tonight! I'm so excited, how precious is that?!

Oh- and 36 week doctor's appointment tomorrow!

I'll try to use at least some of my J's nap/couch time for blogging... :-D