So we were blessed with two crazy rambunctious boys first. Luckily we have had no broken bones, concussions, or even any stitches. Then we were blessed with a little prancing girl. She walks around on her toes...it really looks like a prance a princess would do. She wants her fingernails painted and loves wearing tutu's. So guess who ends up with the stitches.....
It all started as an innocent lunch at McDonald's playland. I had met up with my friend Cami from college and her two cute girls. We were just packing up to leave. Carter and Myah were chasing each other in circles by the window. All of a sudden Myah trips and hits her head on the window seal. I went running over to comfort her when I a saw the biggest gash in my little girls head that I have ever seen! I panicked a little. She panicked a little (and passed out for a second...yea for breath holding :( I knew we were destined for stitches immediately. The manager was freaking out, but very helpful. We got lots of free toys and cookies! By the time I got her calmed down and in her car seat we headed for the doctor. Carter was beside himself crying begging for Myah to forgive him (it really wasn't his fault). I dropped him off at the neighbors and cried myself to the doctors office knowing what was in store for my sweet little two year old that had no idea what was coming. Well about 35 minutes of being tied down later, we found ourselves with 8 stitches and two dum dum suckers (one for each hand). It was pretty traumatic for Myah and even more for me to watch. Sometimes I wonder what I signed up for when I chose to be a mom. It definitely was not one of my favorite moments. But we survived and it is healing up quite nicely!

6 years ago



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Poor thing! Sometimes it seems harder to be the mom than the kid!
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