*accident prone*

I've been feeling pretty gross these past couple of days. I actually had the worst cold/flu thing of my LIFE this weekend (I promise, Im not being dramatic this time!) and it was horrible!

Mostly because with 2 small girlies, the

re's no such thing as 'sick days' :O(

Even though I have Lee, my incredible knight-in-shining-armour...the girls still need me to help them. Help them get juice, help them go to the bathroom (diaper-changed in M's case), help feed them, snuggle them when they're tired...like I said, no such thing as sick days.

BUT today I woke up pretty much back to normal, I mean I'm still pretty out of it, but I can function, which is HUGE compared to my invalid self this past weekend *shudder*

Today, my lovely U.K. family decided to celebrate Thanksgiving today because there's an american in my family and I'm Canadian, not to mention 2 more americans in my extended family (The Gills) and we love turkey!

So feeling much more human (as I was) I decided to make cinnamon buns for our celebration today.

Before I got started on my baking, I went to the bathroom, which is just off of my kitchen (washed my hands, promise!) and came back out to SLIP on some juice on my kitchen floor!

As I'm going down, all I can think is 'this is just gonna hurt SO bad!' and it did.

Have you ever hit yourself on something SO hard that you thought you were going to throw up? That's how this felt! I smashed my knee on our unbelievably hard tiled floor and cried. Seriously. I cried so hard.

(it's all red and swollen right now, I'm thinking bruise tomorrow)

And then I heard something behind me - M. She started crying too! My sweet little 11 month old had witnessed the whole thing and was so shocked and scared that she started wailing!

So I had to take quite a few deep breaths and calm myself while I pulled M into my lap and proceeded to calm my poor shaken babe.

I bum-shuffled to the couch with her craddled in my lap (I seriously couldn't walk) and snuggled her until she fell asleep.

Here's the thing: I swear I'm always doing these ridiculously clumsy things! Or careless...

I hit my head on EVERYTHING.

I get things in my eyes.

I slip and fall.

I get my fingers caught in stuff.

I constantly stub my toes.

I mean, is there a point where you just grow out of this stuff? And if there is, haven't I passed it yet?

Apparently not. :O(

What about you? Do you ever have stupid 'clumsy' moments? Please share them with me and help nurse my sore knee (and ego) back to health, hehe!