Friday, May 21, 2010


I broke my toe the other day. (At least I'm pretty sure it's broken -- because I've broken toes before.)

How, you ask? By accidentally kicking one of the two million baby toys currently residing in our house, of course. It doesn't hurt too bad anymore, and I can still walk as long as I don't put any pressure on it -- which means I have to hobble a little.

Chris is still being careful with his back, so I am usually the one who carries Emme to and from the car in her carseat. The other day we were leaving my parents house and I could hear Chris laughing at me from behind as he watched me hobble to the car with the carseat and all Emme's gear. Har, har, Chris.

The curious thing is that it seems to be getting worse, ha ha. I'm not sure if it's from walking on it or from the strap of my flip flop, but the bruising is definitely changing.

{Day 2}

{Day 3}

{Day 4}

Here's to hoping my foot doesn't give up and fall off. Because I sort of need it.


Abe and Lisa said...

Ouch!! I totally know how you feel I have broken both of my baby toes before and the bruising took forever to go away. But I haven't had to carry a baby and all their stuff with a broken toe.. you are one tough cookie!

Ali said...

My father in law is the best foot and ankle Doctor on the planet.

He might be able to help you find some relief! Let me know if you want more info. His last name rhymes with Beagle.