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Remember That Time I Couldn't Walk?

By Danielle |

Swollen? Yup!

Let me set the scene!

The kids were both at school. No signs of toddler for miles and I just finished up my work while Addison napped. I walked out of my bedroom-office and into the hallway to check on the baby, and there it was… a fire truck.

I couldn’t even see it – it was that small!

Up my foot went into the air and down it came on the little neon green matchbox size truck hidden at the doorway of the nursery. While it didn’t hurt much at first, within the hour I couldn’t walk. Yup, it was that serious!

The bigger problem was I had to pick up the kids in less than a half hour from school and I was virtually immobile.

Lets do the math for that one…

3 kids + 1 busted foot = Mission Impossible.

I called my babysitter up and headed with her in my car to the school to pick the kids up. Of course since I only have four people on the pick up list from school I had to virtually crawl up the stairs to get them. What a blast!

When I got inside I quickly gathered the kids and drove to the urgent care center where my sitter took over care of the kids while I waited, saw the doctor and had an x-ray confirming there was nothing broken but I had torn something in my foot. By this point I was in so much pain I didn’t know if she said tendon or ligament – all I know is I can’t walk, my husband isn’t off from work until Wednesday and the kids don’t have school today which sucks hardcore.

I can’t chase them, cook for them, clean up after them… nothing.

I am a prisoner on my couch praying they don’t ruin anything as I attempt to entertain them with Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and Dora the Explorer.

Being a hurt mom is absolutely the worst feeling in the world. Mind you the only time I have been to the doctor in the past 4 years since starting my family besides prenatal appointments is for a damn kidney stone.

I am so not cut out for these type of injuries, I am a big baby!

Moral of the entire story?

Next time I find a toddler toy outside of the toddler’s bedroom – it is getting thrown in the damn garbage!

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Danielle Elwood is a straight-shooting Florida based mom of three and emerging indie author. Read bio and latest posts → Read Danielle's latest posts →

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