A weekly update...

So, it has been a week since Sarah broke her leg and it feels more like a year. I knew it would be hard to try to go anywhere with both of the girls but I didn't know just how hard. So, here's the routine. Once we have all managed to get ourselves into the car--sweating in the blistering heat--we blast the air conditioner and drive to our destination. Upon arrival, I take a moment just to sit in the car, enjoy the air, and get a few more minutes to rest. Then I grab the stroller or closest shopping cart, drag Sarah out of the car (I think her cast adds another 20 pounds), and put her in the back of the cart because her cast gets caught under the child seat making it almost impossible to pull her out. Meanwhile Avery is unbuckled and loaded in as well. If that is our only errand, we promptly head home where I have to stop the car, open the garage, and pull into the garage. I get out, bang the door on the garage wall and squeeze out the car with my huge belly. I pull Sarah out and try really hard not to close her foot in the car door. I grab the garage door with Sarah on my hip and close it causing the garage to be completely dark. Sarah and I stumble to the light as Avery is working her way out of the car screaming about the dark and how I am leaving her. Once inside, Sarah gets put on the ground while I make a dozen trips unloading the car. Because we go through this routine at least once a day, I wonder how I could have gained any weight this pregnancy.

The nice thing is that even though Sarah has been experiencing a lot of frustration with not being able to get around like she used to, she has learned to crawl. It looks pretty sad seeing her drag her leg behind her, but it makes her happy. She has figured out how to get in and out of bed and even down the stairs. It is no wonder she is so exhausted by nap time and bed time. I still do my share of carrying her around so it is no wonder I am so exhausted by nap time and bed time.