and the bad mommy of the month award goes to...

I sure have put myself in the running for the Bad Mommy of the Month award the past few weeks. First, while in Worland, Brecken threw himself out of my arms while we were in the swimming pool and he went completely under the water. I scooped him up and he came up sputtering and crying, but got over it eventually.

Then, while packing for our week away last week, Brecken rolled off the bed. I hadn't turned my back for more than 3 seconds and I heard the most sickening thud. He just rolled right off. I don't think he hit anything, but he cried and cried. Josh had run out to get the mail, but was back real soon after it happened and gave Brecken a head-to-toe assessment, and couldn't find anything wrong thank goodness.

Then today, while getting ready for a nap, I accidentally hit Brecken's forehead with my elbow. I think he cried harder about that then he did after falling off the bed, even. Granted, he was tired and everything hurts more when you're tired, but still. I felt so bad. He finally fell asleep and was doing the shuddering thing you do when you recover from crying hard. Poor baby.

And poor Mommy.