Brianne and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Week

As I was thinking about telling you about my terrible, horrible, no good very bad week, I thought, "Am I just being entirely too negative? Can I just find something positive about it and reflect on that? Will people think I am a horrible person?"

Well, my answers are: No, No, and Maybe.

I am not going to nit-pick and go through all of the mundane things that could be interpreted as negative, I will just go with the overall crappy things:

* Abe had the stomach flu. That always sucks. Period. He puked in his bed a few times, then in our bed, although we were able to catch it with a bowl because we have been through this one too many times before, and yes people, we do learn. He then proceeded to stay up from 10 p.m. until 2 a.m. pleading to watch "Alvin and the Chipmunks" just one more time.

* I fell down the freaking stairs. I cannot think of one positive thing about this. I am not even really to the point that I can laugh about it (although I have determined that I am offically the klutziest person known to man). It was a scary situation and I am not even really sure what happened. I was heading downstairs after checking my email, cereal bowl in hand and must have missed the first step. Perhaps it was because I cannot see anything directly below my belly. Anyways, I was falling forward and luckily I turned my body quickly to start going backwards. My knee caught most of the fall, and I have a very pretty skid mark of my jeans down the wall. I ended up about 3/4ths of the way down in a seated position, going backward.

I just remember that it was a very loud noise, but not to worry, Abe didn't even flinch and kept watching "Little Einsteins" downstairs. I, of course, proceeded to flip out. But, all is well. Giant Baby in Belly is moving and shaking and I just have bruises all over my legs. Now, every time I drop something or make a loud noise, Abe comes running over to me, "Mama! Are you okay?" God love him.

* I got the stomach flu. The day after the fall, I woke up feeling as though I had just fallen down the stairs (oh wait, I did). We were headed to Highland that day. During the car ride I made Jake pull over so I could puke all over a rest area bathroom. (Check that one off my list!) I then proceeded to spend the rest of the visit curled in a ball, breaking a fever, and running to the bathroom.

However, I am looking at this week with great optimism. I feel better now. Abe is doing better now. It is 56 degrees today! What could be better!

Like Alexander's mom tells him in the book, "Even people in Austrailia have bad days."