Picture this -

i pull into the driveway.  Stewart gets his magazine and his dead butterfly he insisted of getting from the parking lot of his daycare and he gets out of the truck on his side.

I get out of the driver seat.  I grab my purse, get out the house keys.  Shove the mail in my purse and get my rubbermaid container that help my lunch.  I open the door to get out Parker and I grab his diaper bag and i shove my container in it.  The bag is pretty full - empty bottles and 3 changes of dirty baby clothes (Parker had a rough day at school).  i grab the laptop and I get the carseat and i go to open the door.

I walk up to the house, noticing that i need to trim the dead buds off my rose bushes.  I think to myself how much I hate the concrete that connects the red brick porch to the asphalt driveway. 

I step up the first step.

Step up the second step, shifting everything that I'm carrying so I can get my hand free to unlock the door.

And I lose my balance.

And i went tumbling into the mulch.

Dropping Parker

the laptop

my purse

the diaper bag

the keys.

my shoes ended up behind me, one of them was in the shrub.

I immediately looked for the car seat, and it was on it's side.  and there was no crying.  For a split second, I started to freak out and I didn't want to flip the seat right side up because I didn't want to see how bad parker was hurt.  I imagined his head all bloody and him knocked out.  And then he started crying.  It was good crying - he was startled.  It wasn't the scream of pain (that I heard earlier today when he got FIVE shots.)  Huge sigh of relief.  Parker was fine.  I checked for the laptop because I knew Bill would be pissed off at me if i broke the laptop - luckily it's fine too.

I think i must have absorbed all of the injuries.  I have a big gash in my thumb - i think the edge of the bricks cut it.  My wrist is bruised up on my right hand, my left palm is bruised.  My right ankle is bruised, my left knee is trashed.  I have a big gigantic scrape from the bricks.

This was the perfect way to end this shitty today.  I'm so glad there are only 2.5 hours of this stupid day left.  I hate today.