On Wednesday, Feb 8, I received a phone call at school. "Don't freak out but our son cracked his head open and he is going to need stitches." Needless to say, I was freaked out. My poor boy! I envisioned a much larger wound and I was so worried about how I would handle seeing him. I was relieved that by the time I saw him, the bleeding had pretty much stopped and he was a happy boy who loved playing in the waiting room of the dr's office!
While at daycare, D. was playing with a ball and somehow ran after the ball and right into the newel post (post at the bottom of a staircase). My student teacher was being observed by her college professor when the phone rang. I was relieved my principal encouraged me to go and my teacher friends covered the rest of my classes. No question, the worst part was the actual stitching part- as D. was tightly wrapped in a blanket and my body was covering him, holding him down while I sang songs and Daddy and I tried to comfort him. About an inch of glue on top and 4 stitches on bottom.
I wonder if he will have a scar. Thankfully, my 5 stitches on my head are covered by my hair. The 5 stitches on my knee did not leave much of a scar.
The following evening, Thursday February 9, I put D's big boy toddler bed in his room. I left the crib up, worried that he wouldnt make the transition.
No worries- he LOVES his big boy bed. He seems to understand that he must stay in his bed. He cries out in the morning in order for me to come and let him get up. I am hopeful that this pattern can continue for awhile.
He is still a proud user of his pacifier for night time and naps. I am hoping to be done with the paci soon- but at least its only while he sleeps.
His stitches came out today. Daddy was there and it was a challenging experience (obviously)
Little buddy,
You have had quite the week. Watching you run and play terrifies me that you will get hurt again- but you love to play, you love to laugh, you love to try crazy stunts. I am thankful that I can place your safety in God's hands. Hopefully I can teach you to make good choices- but I have a feeling you will need future trips to the ER. It is so cool that you are a big boy sleeping in a big boy bed. You long to be a big kid like your big sister. I am proud that you are becoming a big boy (and talking more) but I will always call you my little boy. I love you so much!
Mommy
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Hope his little head is doing better by now. Here is what the dr told us when quinn had her surgery on her forehead to keep her from having much of a scar: for the firls few weeks about 3-4 times a day just massage the scar with a little bit of lotion to encourage blood flow and healing to the area. Then sun screen ALL the time. We got a couple of the sticks and if she was going outside we just quick ran it over her scar and put a hat on her. If it gets sunburned just one time it will damage the skin enough that it will always be red, but if you keep it from getting burned until it turns white (which sadly for us can be a year or more) then he won't have a super noticable scar. Although, don't chicks dig scars or something? :) -Sara
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