Oh What a Sunday!

Well where to begin one of the worst Sunday's ever? The day started normally yet it all went downhill from there. While at church Abby was her typical self, being a busy little bee. Then add on top of that fits and her lovely screams it was an all out blast. Thus, I think of all three hours of church I maybe got 20 minutes out of it. Thus, I was pretty frustrated and near reaching my limit on emotions and frustration. Not that my well isn't already dry when it comes to that. It doesn't take much to make me tear up these days. Not to mention I also cry when I am frustrated lucky me! Nonetheless, I was roaming the halls with Abby and she tripped and fell. Pretty typical, and she was crying so I picked her up to try and console her. After about two minutes, she stopped crying and I pulled her back to look at her and low and behold her whole face was bloody. I was like "what the heck". So I took her into the bathroom to try and discover the source and apparently she had bit her tongue in the fall and it was bleeding like a stuck pig. Poor little thing had teeth marks in her tongue. I then looked at myself in the mirror and saw that my entire shoulder was completely red, covered in blood and soaked through my under clothing as well. So it was time to leave church, I headed back to class for my bag and we hit the road. I was at my wits end at this point but it only got better. Aside being emotionally drained certain situations occurred that even further depleted how I was feeling. So I got home and put Abby down for a nap and changed my clothes. I was just sitting there for a bit and noticed blood on the shorts I had just put on. I was like "what the heck" So I looked under where the blood was and apparently I had scratched my leg somehow and there was blood all over my thigh and soaked through my shorts. Lovely....THEN I had asked my dad and Cindy to listen for Abby while I was on the phone and about 20 minutes later my dad comes out and is very ummmm agitated and says "you need to get upstairs now! Abby is stuck in her crib". So I run upstairs and sure enough her leg is lodged in between the rails. Her leg had welts and was all red and looking a bit swollen. I figured if my dad and Cindy couldn't get her out I probably couldn't either so...my dad and I proceeded to break the rail in order to get her leg out. Thus, at this point Abby is having a rough day as well. So shes out and I am like "what the HECK?". But no worries it still got better. I was playing with Abby on the floor and there is a toy hammer that she likes to tote around with her which she happened to have in her hand. So she sat on my lap all cute and innocent and BAM! she whacks me in the face and now I have a wonderful lump on my eyebrow! I knew the day won for one of the worst in the books. Lets just say that my mood of the day was not a good one and I hope the week is better.