Hey everybody! Remember this?
Here’s a little visual refresher:
That was July 2007.
Now, July 2008, we have this:
My poor baby had to get stitches Monday after an incident at day care. And what did I do when the call came in? Well, of course I was on the phone with someone very important I’d been trying to talk to for more than a week, so I sent it into my voicemail. And when I saw Dave’s cell phone three minutes later? Same thing. I’m a really good mom.
When I arrived at the emergency room about half an hour later, she looked up at me, all tiny and bloody in the adult-size bed, and said, “Hi Mommy! I hurt my head.” I wanted to gather her in my arms and sob, but knew that would freak her out, so I settled for a breezy, “I see that honey! Does it hurt?”
And when the nurses finally came in to see her, I asked if they needed insurance information. Of course not, they still had it from last time.
So she’s okay, gets her stitches out in the morning and will likely have a small scar for the rest of her life. I took Thursday off work so she wouldn’t have to go to school and watch all the other kids frolic in the sprinklers. And hopefully she won’t remember this a year from now – just like she doesn’t remember the broken collarbone.
She’s still my little fighter. Look at her “strong face.”