My feet hurt

You wanna know why?

Because I was in my painting area - not known for being spotless - and I was holding Cole, and Ashton was in the room. Well, Ashton found a SAW, and was waving it around with a big smile, "look what I found!" So, of course, Cole in arms, I attempted to run towards Ashton to remove the saw from his clutches, and in doing so I stepped on about 10 of my sawtooth brackets - pointy side up, and punctured my feet in multiple places (remember, each bracket has two pointy sides...). It was all I could do not to drop Cole as I yelped in pain and suffering. Good news is, Ashton put down the saw unassisted and did not sever any limbs.

Holding Cole might be bad luck. Last week I carried him up from the basement, as Ashton was upstairs and I hadn't heard from him in a while. I walk in the family room to see Ashton, motionless, hanging upside down from the couch with a glazed-over stare on his face, which did not blink or change when I walked in. Alarmed, I called his name. Nothing. No change in facade. No "yes?"or "what, momma?" At this point, my mind goes directly to the thought, "oh my gosh, he's fallen and broken his neck!" I called him a couple more times, nothing. I'm frozen, I can't move, and if I could move I would have dropped Cole. FINALLY Ashton wiggles around and looks at me. I am yelling, "Don't ever not answer momma!!" Apparently, it is fun to stare deeply into the TV from an upside-down position, and that's fine and dandy, but save Mommy's blood pressure and please answer her when she thinks you're dead!

Yes, as some friends pointed out the other day, my mind goes to extreme places and scenarios that others would not imagine. I am fond of googling medical conditions. I can't help it. I must clarify that I am NOT a hypochondriac. I am never really afraid that anything bad will happen to me. But when I am puzzled about weird medical things, I get obsessed wondering what odd condition it could be and I start going research-crazy. I can tell you many of the symptoms of mouth cancer, I know what a questionable mole looks like (and which is carcinoma and which is melanoma), I am well familiar with Chrohns disease, Colonitis, and IBS, I can even tell you about Sensory Integration Dysfunction and Cystic Fibrosis.

I do not plan to become pregnant again, but if I do (by complete accident, mind you), please steal my computer, or at least all my search engines.