This morning I was paying my parents a short visit. Eli played rough with my dad. My mom and I watched in amusement, commenting on how different boys can be from girls. We're not a rough-and-tumble kind of family, he just came wired that way. Adorable, that little guy, I thought.
It wasn't so adorable when my dad brought him in from outside a few minutes later, bloody and wailing. He'd taken the X-Games Act outside, and, attempting to do a "cool trick" inside the van, bit it hard into the center console.
I've seen him bloody and broken before, but for some reason, this one about put me over the edge. As I was trying to stop the bleeding with a washcloth and determine whether a trip to the ER was in our near future or not, I felt myself go dizzy. In the moment when a boy needs his mother the most, I nearly passed out. It probably had less to do with the blood than it did with the vision of medical bills to come.
We spent some time horizontal on my parents' couch, until he stopped bleeding and I could sit up without seeing sparkles. A trip to the ER would be avoided, but he can probably cross male model off his list of potential careers.
I'm not a helicopter parent, and I like seeing the pure joy on Eli's face when he's doing what he loves most: moving fast and finding new air. I know we have a lot more blood and tears in our future, unless I reign him in or invest in a lot of bubble wrap. Someday these incidents will all morph into funny "remember when" stories, right?
Speaking of breaking things, I'm about to begin the process of moving Just Like The Number from Typepad to WordPress. I'll be sure to let you know when the actual move takes place, but be prepared for some wonkiness in the near future.
Hopefully I'll come out of it smiling like Eli, but let's hope the process is slightly less bloody.
Geeez! That kid is always busting something! Glad it wasn’t anymore serious. But, what is with you and the blood? You use to handle hundreds of blood and tissue samples a day. Are you that out of practice? LOL! No. Seriously, I can relate. I accidently locked Grant in my car in 98 degree heat in a parking lot. I spotted a God sent police car and flagged him down. However, through my crying and hyperventalating, I could not get any words to come out my mouth to tell him what was wrong. He figured it out and got Grant out the car after about 5 minutes. I guess we all have our moments…
that Eli and his injuries! he sure is ALL boy!
Glad Eli is ok! One of the things to not look forward to with having a boy especially since Aidan loves to move also. He already gave himself a goose egg on his forehead and a small scratch on his forehead in the same day and he’s only 6 months old. Now he’s pulling himself to a standing position so I know we are in for more bruises and cuts! Boys!
A boy should have some character scares… not necessarily on his entire face, though! I bet he heals up nicely.
I migrated my blog from Blogger to WordPress a long time ago. I went almost perfectly. I’m sure you won’t have any problems. I ended up not using WP since I didn’t want to pay for hosting in order to get some of the features I wanted that Blogger provided for free.
I suspect you will like it much better than Typepad.