booboo # 3

It was the first calm moment of the day. I was babysitting and the little one had been crabby, but was content. August was playing around us happily and then he fell on the coffee table and split his eyebrow open...Third trip to the ER for stitches since March. Since Hudson was born all hell has broken loose, apparently. He has 7 now in his eyebrow. 7 on his forehead in March, 3 on his chin in June. It's so traumatic for little ones and I cried with him while the dr stitched him up. They had to papoose him and the numbing gel didn't work all the way so he had pain. Awful. We had a great nurse who sang You Are My Sunshine with me to calm him down. My mom was with us and walked the hall with Hudson. I feel so guilty, and I know it isn't my fault. Logically I cannot hover around him every second, but I can't shake the 'what-ifs.' I already make him wear a helmet if we are outside. The dr gave me some guff for August's history, which I was dreading, but what could I do? Of course the coffee table is going bye bye when jj gets home. It's too heavy for me to lift or it'd be on the front lawn right now. My poor baby....