but I have a super-hero related injury. Yup. That's right.
And it hurts!
So, remember how my kids (and mostly Spencer) are in LOVE with Buzz Lightyear?
Well, they are.
So, Derek has started this adorable tradition: after books, scriptures, and prayers, it's time to get in bed, of course. Henry just hops right to bed and simply asks for his blankets, but Spencer is a bit more demanding. So, to make it more fun, Derek "flies" Spencer and the two of them together say, "TO INFINITY AND BEYOND!" which is, as previously mentioned, adorable.
Derek is gone three nights a week.
And so bedtime falls exclusively on me.
And I am no wussy. Spencer only weighs 26 pounds. I can "to infinity" with the best of them.
Apparently, I can't.
I totally pulled a muscle in my stomach "To infinity"-ing my child to bed. AND IT HURTS! I can't roll over in bed without pain, I can't bend over to pick up children or toys without wincing. What the heck???
Post-child-birth, I feel great, but ask me to fly my kid into his crib, and I fail.
Like I said, I'm no superhero. How embarrassing.
Thank goodness that Daddy is home tonight and can properly put my Spencer in bed. I'll just make sure Henry has his blankets.