Late last night, Ice Man did not want to go to bed. He did everything in his power to stay awake. Even down to the last minute request for a glass of milk. I sat with him for a while, but since my eyes were beginning to burn…it was time for my little guy to go to sleep. Once he was in his bed all i heard was snoring. I love my little guy.
My Kids
My Three Babies
Tried A New Hair Do
Daddy’s Girl
It wasn’t an easy weekend for Precious. She was in her brother, X-Man’s room on Saturday and had taken some stickers. X-man reached out to grab the stickers, and like normal, Precious threw herself back. When she did, she hit her head on the corner of X-man’s bed. There was a big gash in the back of her head and we had to take her to the hospital.
I was so upset, but I couldn’t let that show on my face. My husband was pretty calm too. We knew that we had to take her to the er, but our concern was what she was going to have to endure once we got there. So we got everyone dressed and packed her little Dora book bag. We got in the car and headed to my mother-inlaw’s house. The boys stayed with her while we took Precious to the hospital.
We put a piece of gauze on her head and I wrapped it with a scarf, hence the picture. Once we arrived at the children’s department of the hospital er, it was within 20 minutes that we were seen. I asked the nurse what the doctors would probably do for Precious. She told me that they would probably give her staples in the back of her head. As you could imagine, this made my heart sink right into my stomach. I had already prayed at home, but now I needed to pray again. I simply asked God to make it so that she could just get stitches or nothing at all. That perhaps the doctors would say that it wasn’t necessary to put stitches of staples in her head. After waiting about 10 more minutes, we were taken to a room in the back.
Once in the room, we were promptly visited by our nurse and the person in charge of registering Precious in the computer. Not long after, and I do mean about 20 minutes, the doctor came into the room. She looked at Precious’s 1 1/4 gash and decided that would be going home soon. It turned out that we were not her only patient with a head injury. She had on little girl who was standing on her top bunkbed when her brother turned on the fan and it wacked her in the head. Then there was a little boy who was helping his dad with the laundry and decided to jump off of the laundry basket. He hit the floor and was now in a room on the same hall as us. Both of these patients needed either stitches or staples, but because of the simplicity of Precious’s gash, the doctor decided to use glue. That’s right, God heard my prayer, Precious was not getting stitches or staples. Within in 10 minutes we were out of there.
Well, Precious got a toy and the rest of her night was better, but when her daddy went to pick up some lunch for all of us, she cried and cried. I guess this was the equivalent to hitting her head. I mean, she cried more for her daddy than she did about her gash. When he finally came back she decided that she wanted to lay down with him. This is what happened… it just melts my heart to see the two of them…
My Darling Daughter
It never fails to amaze me how much my baby girl does. She watches every single thing that I do. She is only two, but she is so observant. I have seen her watching me as I get dressed and while I’m doing my hair, she is rubbing her fingers through hers. Now this morning, she got up and grabbed one of my purses. She asked me for a wallet and then began to prepare herself as if she was going somewhere. This time I was the one observing as she got dressed. She put her wallet into the purse, put her jacket on, and asked me for her phone. The last time I checked she did not have a phone. I think she is so cute. Well, to add to the cuteness, she comes over to me and says “Check the email. Do you hear me? I go to work. My cuppie” She then gives me a kiss and tells me bye. Now for her big finish. She puts her purse on her shoulder gets her stroller and begins to leave the room while waving good bye. Oh, and did I mention that she also kissed her brother goodbye?
O how my darling daughter makes me smile!
So, while I was typing this wonderful account of my baby girl, she came over to me angry and pinched me…she kicked and screamed and…there went my smile. I think I’ll put it in my pocket for later…being a mom is interesting?!
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