Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Third Child

 My sweet little boy. Number three.
 He hit his head tonight on the corner of one of our end tables.
You know how heads can bleed.
It's a little unnerving.

But he's the third. So there was no panic.
I knew a his blankie, a sippy cup and a snuggle with mom would make it all better.

I remember this same exact scenario playing out with Christian five years ago. 
I called Ryan and made him come home from work to look at the cut and help me decide if we should go to the ER. There was blood everywhere and I could hardly breathe. Funny how things change. Tonight it was really no big deal.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

That sweet boy!!