I know, I know, don’t start throwing tomatoes.  I have been a little absent lately.  Just as I was getting caught up on my blogging, I got a terrible case of Mastitis.  It was awful.  I was in bed with a 105 fever for a day.  Jared was also not feeling well, so we actually called his mom to come get Daphne.  She took Daphne for a nice little sleepover so that everyone could rest.

I haven’t really been the same since.  I’ve been really tired at night, and as soon as the sun goes down, I want to sleep.  This has left me with little blogging, and I’m sorry, I am working on a remedy for that.

However, as I was going about my boringly normal day today, I had an adventure I thought worth sharing.

Today is swimming day, and I invited Melissa.  She still doesn’t have a car, so I agreed to pick her up.  I pulled out to her house a little early so I sat in the car for a second a sent a text message to a friend.  When I finished that I made sure the car was in neutral so that I could leave it running and then I went up to knock on the door (they live on the second story).  As I knocked on the door I looked back at the car and something wasn’t right.  The car was slowly pulling backward out of the parking spot.  It was going slowly, but it was gaining speed.  I pulled into action as fast as possible.  I ran down the stairs as fast as I could and got to the car.  I threw open the door and pulled on the parking brake–just in time.  The car was just a few feet from hitting another parked car.

The whole situation seems like something out of a sitcom.  I never thought it would be a real life situation that could happen to me.  I guess I had better check to make sure I have the parking brake on the next time.  This is not the kind of mistake I usually make.

After that adventure I made it to the pool with the kids.  Daphne got her clothes off very fast.  After looking and digging through the swimming bag I realized that I didn’t have her swimsuit with me.  There was no way that I was not going to be able to go swimming since I had already paid, so I thought quickly.  I ended up putting Cyprus’ swim suit on Daphne and Cyprus went swimming in just a diaper.  It was really hilarious to see Daphne wearing a swimsuit meant for a newborn.

The moral of the story is that mamas are quick-thinking and resilient.  I’m glad that I am in the club.