I Have a Problem

I think I have a problem. In the past month I have fallen down the stairs THREE times. FIRST at my parents house, holding Ty, wearing heels. No major injuries, just a sore ankle and a bruised ankle and shin. Thankfully Ty was fine. SECOND, at the cabin. I slid all the way down on my bum hitting my forearm on the rod iron railing the whole way down. My left arm was bruised from elbow to wrist. And yesterday came number THREE. This one was the worst of all. It was one of those falls you see in a cartoon movie, my feet came flying out from under me and I landed REALLY hard right on my bum on the edge of the stairs. Let's just say I cried like a baby for a good 5 minutes, and I have the bruise on my rear end to prove how hard I fell...OUCH. So yes, I think I have a problem. And just to top it off I also broke my baby toe while in Canada by stubbing it on a chair.