When we came home with the twins, we became hermits. We were so thankful to have them home and healthy, that we didn’t want to take any risks of exposing them to the world.
A month later, they came down with colds anyway. Either picked up when they went to the pediatrician, or more likely from Gabi when she got sick. The cold was passed around to everyone in the family. It took a few weeks, but finally the family back to good health. More or less. I’m so glad the hospital gave us a few of those nose suckers. The babies hate them, but they work!
Now that they have reached the two month mark, we are slowly making our way out into the world again. They had their first set of vaccinations. The stroller is assembled. We’ve even been out to eat a couple of times.
The other day, we decided to go have lunch at Red Robin at our local mall. As we walked from the parking lot to the restaurant, *SPLAT* I fell in a most spectacular way. I looked up and was thankful that Marco was carrying the twins. Though, had I been carrying one of them, I more than likely would have been walking more carefully.
I sat on the ground for a few minutes, assessing the damage. People walking by tried to be helpful, offering to get me an ice pack. I got pretty banged up, but nothing broken. Nothing to stop me from enjoying my burger and endless basket of fries. Damn, that was a good burger.
But it is stopping me from joining my pals Issa, Paula, Jenna, Liz and Allyson on the month of doing the Shred. I’m starting a couple days late. And doing something other than the Shred because I still can’t find my DVD. So, I guess I’m not really joining at all, am I?
I should have taken a photo of me sprawled out on the sidewalk. But instead I’ll share a twin photo, because that’s what you’re here for anyway.