Today was pretty uneventful. I didn't leave the house, so I reorganized the livingroom. Connor, managed to bust his lip open on the stereo cabinet, (the mouth bleeds ALOT when it's hurt) but was easily consoled by his plastic teething fish that lives in the freezer. Sucking on the frozen teething toy did the trick though, in under an hour the swelling was gone completely. I handled it extremely well considering, I didn't realize he had even hit his mouth until he started waving his hand, (covered in blood) around.
The first time he ever got hurt, he rolled off of the sofa. This is when we were living in California and we only had the one car between us and Jorma was working. I panicked calling Jorma at work because I was ready to take the baby to the hospital for xrays and an MRI. After calling several of my Mommy friends I got calmed down with stories of, ahhh that's NOTHIN'... one time my kid (insert crazy kid story here). I guess before it's over I'll have my own share of crazy kid stories.
Poor kid, he's got a busted lip, what looks like a bit of a black eye, where he did who knows what, when... because he never cried about it and it wasn't there yesterday. And a bruise on his neck where right as I clicked his chest strap on his carseat harness, he decided to make a lunge for a plastized piglet who was laying in the seat next to him, (Tuesday). He was traumatized by that one and fought the carseat tooth and nail for the next 24 hours. His last batch of cat scratches have healed, but he has new mosquito bites from visiting PawPaw and Nana last week. He's a mess. I guess I just have to keep him hidden from social services until he heals up.
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