One of the most difficult parts of being a mommie is the need to remain clear headed. And yesterday most certainly proved that to me. The day began like most others. How often I've begun an entry like this...
Baby J was in a jolly mood. We.enjoyed a pleasant morning with meemaw. We excitedly looked forward to picking papa up at the train station later. In the meantime, we played outside with baby J's cousins.
Then it began...
Baby J frantically ran to greet his peepaw while holding a small trowel and tripped giving him a large gash in his left cheek.
Next, he slipped through the railing on the second floor porch and fell nearly 10' onto an upside-down plastic pool. After a brief moment of hysteria, he quickly returned to playing.
Then, while running, he fell head first onto the sidewalk.
So with a gash on his cheek and a large knot on his forehead, we.visited the emergency room.
He was treated for a mild concussion and promptly released. Sufficed to say, nothing could've prepared papa for the battle scars his son wore while picking him up from the train.
And I remained relatively calm for the whole experience- at least that's my version. ;@)
She seemed relatively calm only because meemaw had turned into a basket case. The "what ifs" plagued me all night causing me to burst into tears without a moments notice. It sad when sleepymommie must not only comfort baby J but meemaw as well. She's a great mom as well as a good friend. I love you sleepymommie.
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