Hello Tired Troopers,
The first real accident is terrifying, I wrote about it in, “First Terrifying Accident.” I know, super clever, but the name says it all! However, it doesn’t take long to get used to the small trips and face plants, especially as they are learning to crawl and stand.
Earlier in the week my sis, The Godmother, came over and was holding our boy on the couch. He was standing on her leg leaning over the arm of the couch looking out the window. Well, all of a sudden he lurched away from the couch to grab at a box of tissues on the window sill and he hit the side of his head on the window sill. It could have been a lot worse, but my sis had a hand on him, so she caught him before he hit the ground! She scooped him up and comforted him and gave me a look of pure panic. I said, it’s ok, that sucked buddy, but you’ll be ok! Auntie’s got you.
After we calmed him down, we saw that a tiny bruise was forming next to his eye. She goes, oh my gosh, I gave him a black eye!!! No you didn’t! He lurched, fell, and hit his face. Luckily you grabbed him before he hit the floor! Yeah, but he fell on my watch. Girl, you have any idea how much these kids fall on my watch?! You didn’t mean for this to happen, it isn’t like you let it happen! I promise, you’re fine and he’s fine. The first “bad” one is always scary, but this so wasn’t your fault! She half believed me and calmed down.
Well, a few days later Hubby, the babies and I had all had dinner and our little girl had already passed out, but our boy got a second wind! We put him on the living room floor and let him crawl around, play with some toys, then he crawled over and stood next to me on the couch. My legs were propped up on an ottoman and he would go back and forth from the ottoman back to the couch all while holding onto my legs. And he was talking the entire time. So cute!
Well, he did this about 10 times and was headed back towards the ottoman when he tripped. I watched as my poor baby hit his mouth on the ottoman and landed on a pillow on the floor. He immediately started crying as I jumped up to scoop him into my arms. Baby Girl was asleep, so I took him back into our bedroom and shut the door. I rocked him and talked to him and held him close, but I knew how bad that must have hurt! And I knew how bad mouth wounds can bleed!
I pulled him out of my chest to check him (still crying) and yep, his mouth was bloody. Poor guy! I grabbed a tissue and dabbed what I could away to see to make sure it wasn’t serious. I’d dab, and then hold him close, then dab some more, until I got a good look. Luckily it was just a fat lip from his new baby teeth squishing his lip between them and the ottoman when he hit it. It’s still a bad one, they cut his lip pretty good, but at least his brand new tiny sharp teeth didn’t go all the way through his lip!!! 🙏
I got him calmed down and turned on Ms.Rachel and snuggled him in bed. I called for Hubby who came in and our boy immediately got up and started crawling towards him whining. Like, “Daddy help me, I’m hurt! Eh, eh, eh.” It was so sweet! I went, oh hun, he wants his Dad, he’s fine, but he’s actually hurt, that fall gave him a bad fat lip, and i held up the bloody tissue to show him. He goes, “Oh Buddy.” Our boy is still mid crawl towards him and he goes, oh gosh can I go pee real fast? No, pick him up! So little man makes it over to Dad who picks him up and loves on him. I went over and said, hey how bout we snuggle and watch your show while Daddy goes to the bathroom?? He will be right back. I take him and he starts to cry. I go, see? See why you had to take the 2 seconds to pick him up? He needs some Dad lovins! He doesn’t feel good!
Ugh my hubby is an amazing Dad, but sometimes he can be so dense. I know he thought well if I pick him up I won’t be able to put him down for an hour… and man I have to pee… but it was much more important to pick up his son in that moment and then our son could wait after that for Dad to pee. Or hell, go pee holding him, s*** I have to do that alllllllll the time with BOTH kids! Again, men can be so dense sometimes, but it isn’t all or nothing lol and at least he asked and then listened when I said no, pick him up!
Anyways, I jokingly call our little boy Bruiser because I know that is what he’s going to be! I know this is the first of many, MANY, bumps and bruises, but dang! To have the first two face injuries happen in the same week?! C’mon slugger slow down!!! Poor little guy looks like he got into a fist fight and we have swim lessons tomorrow! I hope his little lip is healed up and he doesn’t get chlorine in there!!!