Brains are very important organs and I just injured mine and I have the headache to prove it.
For some unknown reason, I decided that it would be a good idea to do a back bend. Keep in mind that I haven’t done a back bend since we were in Florida and probably before Cara was conceived. That would mean that I haven’t done a back bend for at least two years.
I’m not quite sure why I decided that I should do a backbend. I stood up and stretched and it felt so good that I guess I thought that MORE stretching would feel even better.
I was wrong.
We have acid stained concrete floors. Concrete is very hard. We have a thick wool carpet in our living room and that carpet ended up being not nearly as thick as I thought that it was.
I looked behind me, made sure that there were no small toys behind me and began my back bend…and slammed my head into the concrete floor.
Tucker sat on the couch and laughed at me and reminded me that he had warned me not to try the damned back bend. Cara ran over to me with one of my breast shields that she had been using on herself-she had been trying to pump-and placed it on my forehead to “doctor mommy!”. I stayed on the floor for a minute of two and Tucker helped me up. When I got up, my head was pounding and I suspect that I’ll have a rather large bump on the back of my skull.
I think I’ll give the whole backbend thing a break for a while.