I had to scale the deck today....

So Matt and I live on the second floor in our condo building.... I woke up this morning being the good little housewife that I am, I started laundry, cleaned up the kitchen and got the dog ready to go out... When the dog and I were on our walk, the dog was really cute chasing butterflies and being happy. We got back to our door and the DOOR WAS LOCKED!!!!! I had no phone, no shoes and a dog... I started to think.... Matt had been locked out before and had climbed up to the deck to get in. I figured, how hard could that be. (Matt's 6'4" and I'm 5'1") I'm a tough chick! If he could do it, I could definately do it! So I tied the dog to the front door and went around to climb up to the deck. I grabbed on to the bars on the railing and started to climb up. About two seconds into the climb, I realized I didn't have any stomach muscles anymore! My pregnant belly was just big enough that I couldn't use any stomach strength to climb up. I started to look down.... Could I jump down and not fall???? I can't fall..... That'll hurt the baby.... I'm high enough I could break an ankle if I land on my feet... What do I do?!?!? So I just kept climbing! Four bruises and a close-to-broken toe later... I was on the deck. I was so tired and winded that I almost forgot about the poor puppy still tied to the door! The baby, the puppy and I are all still alive but after this I don't think I'll ever forget my keys again!!!