Posts Tagged ‘stitches’

So last weekend we were so completely unmotivated that we were bored and cranky. this has never happened in our house. After the initial happiness and sigh of relief from our Dr visit we had no desire to do anything at all I guess the tension and stress of waiting for good news wound us up tighter than we thought. We didn’t clean, Walker usually spends a good 4 hours just goin nuts cleaning on saturdays, we didn’t go outside, all the gardening was done, there was nothing good on tv. we all lounged around lazy half napping and saying I’m bored …until mid sunday. Usually when Anders wrestles with the dog I insist several times he back away from the furniture and get onto the open carpeted area of the livingroom. apparently walker and I don’t have to follow those same warnings…ooops. so the dog was barking at Walker for pretending to come at me and then Anders jumped on Walkers back and we were all goofing off. What happened next I watched in mommy slow motion vision. Anders was thrown off Walkers back and towards our arm chair. I saw his face heading for it, knew it would cut and bleed and I couldn’t do a thing about it.

I immediately grabbed him and sat him down, put my hand over his mouth and shouted at Walker to get a dark colored washcloth wet it with cold water and bring it to me immediately. dark colored so the child doesn’t notice the blood, they freak and face cuts bleed more when they freak, little tip for you moms and will be moms, it really works. he was dripping blood in my hand, I covered it with the wet towel and then told Anders I knew it was scary and hurt but he needed to be calm so I could stop the bleeding and look at it and if he cried I wouldn’t be able to. I asked walker to get me a baggy with some ice in it. As I switched the wet rag for the ice I saw he spilt the top of his lip through to the bottom right outside the skin on his bottom lip. He was gonna need a stitch or two. We went, he cried and was scared, I talked him into being brave and holding back the tears long enough to get the job done cause he would make it bleed again. and for the most part he was SO brave, barely cried or whimpered and got his first 3 stitches. Meanwhile his Dad told him when his Mom was 22 she had to get stitches in her finger, my finger, and cried and carried on so much they asked her to be quiet as she was scaring the kids in other rooms. true story I’m a wuss. But I am so proud of Anders and actually kind of proud of myself for maintaining my cool and doing what had to be done so quickly. The first time he busted his mouth I picked him up and handed him to my Mom and said here deal with this I can’t do it ha ha. blood is gross and this time I was catching the blood with my hand and wore the blood streaks all the way to the Dr. I’ve come a long way baby.

Big Brother was so brave we told him he was gonna be a big brother. I made him a shirt that says “big brother December 2008” and he didn’t quite get it at first, was happy but didn’t realize I was already pregnant. Now he occasionally stops and waves at my belly ha ha. he’s adorable and told me he will tell his brother or sister how he fought off a puma and had to get 3 stitches…yeah he’s just fine.

What a crazy busy weekend and week. Of course he couldn’t eat well the first 2 days so missed school Monday and Tuesday and I haven’t had my nap since Saturday and am SO tired. But a nap is in order today, finally. whew. I hope all is well with you guys.

We’re just counting down to June 6th and our combo screening so we can see what looks like a baby instead of a peanut.


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