Today was a really good day. We got up and went to the gym. I had a good work out and the kids had a great time playing. We then met my mom for breakfast and then stopped by to visit with my grandmother. The kids were great and my son even took an hour and a half nap...long enough for me to watch Cinderella with my daughter. The kids woke up, we played, went on a walk, made dinner, bathed, read books, played some more. Everyone was winding down and things were pretty calm.
Then, in the span of about two hours my house turned into an injury zone. My daughter tripped when getting off my son's bed. She put one hand out to break her fall and landed with all her weight on that single hand. It popped, she cried, my heart dropped. She broke her foot in a similar instance almost exactly a year ago. Her hand swelled instantly and bruised. However, within 30 minutes she was moving it and minus the swelling and discoloration it seemed to be okay (we'll see tomorrow). About an hour after that drama we were picking up my son's room. My daughter went to pick up a heavy toy cash register, dropped it on her foot, and again she was hysterical. It too is now swollen and slightly bruised. I'm certain it is not broken as she was back running around in no time. Which brings me to our final catastrophe of the night. I was putting books back on the bookshelf and my daughter was chasing my son, who as usual wasn't really watching where he was going. He cracked the side of his face so hard on the solid wood bookshelf that it split his cheek. The poor kids face is so swollen and horribly bruised. It looks like he has been beat.
Needless to say, for the final hour they were allowed up tonight it was required that we sit in my bed, not moving, and simply reading books and cuddling until it was time for them to go to sleep. I'm seriously nervous for them to wake up tomorrow for fear that there may be some other body part they could possibly break or seriously injure. And so that is why tomorrow I will be buying bubble wrap and helmets.
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Oh I remember those days!! I hope they will both heal nicely.
When my son was about 2 or 3 he bumped his forehead and had a lump and then like 2 days later he hit it again in the exact same spot and the lump on his head was HUGE!
Another time, like your son, he ran into the corner of a picnic table and actually tore the muscle in his cheek and it created a dimple! It was actually a nice attractively placed dimple which everyone swooned over as he grew up. It's gone now!
Then I think I already told you about the amusement park slide and the tooth through the lip???
Wow, you need a doctor on staff in your house ;)
Either that or a few quiet days while everyone heals. Maybe a trip to the library for a stack of books and dvds to keep the fam quietly occupied. I laughed at the bubble wrap image, hope everyone's feeling better today!
Hey Nancy, I can't imagine the pain associated with actually tearing a cheek muscle. Poor kid. Isn't it strange that once kids hurt themselves they seem to just re-injure that same area. I don't think I have heard the story of the tooth through the lip. Although I too, as a kid, had my bottom teeth go entirely through my bottom lip.
Joanne, your suggestion is exactly what we had planned today. I figured it is highly unlikely that either one could get hurt at the library. Although I suppose if there is a way one of my kids will figure it out.
Daughters hand certainly does not appear to be broken. Still bruised, but swelling has gone down considerably. Her foot is pretty bruised, but it also looks better. My poor son's face is a different story. I'm almost afraid to take him out in public for fear that people will think I have beaten him.
Age almost 3 - we're at a little amusement park designed specifically for little children. He's heading up an interior staircase of a slide and following closely behind his cousin he caught his cousins shoe right in the mouth and it put one of his top teeth through is upper lip.
He and I were visiting my family in CT and one sister (the pediatric nurse!) and I had to leave my other sister with the other 4 kids and drive my son to the emergency room for stitches.
I followed him around all weekend TERRIFIED he was going to re-open the wound!
Oh, my that would be so scary. He's lucky that his teeth weren't knocked out!
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