Stitches

Believe it or not, with the exception of open heart surgery, c-sections and NICU stays, the S family has escaped the last 5.5 years without a single stitch sewn into any of us. Pretty darn impressive, in my opinion, when you consider that we are parenting 2 VERY active little boys.

Impressive, that is, until today.

While busily digging for worms in the backyard, Isaac attempted to throw a shovel full of dirt over his shoulder and instead succeeded in gashing open Nathan's head, just above his left eye. It only took 3 stitches to sew up and Nathan was quite the little trooper. He was perfectly still and did not flinch once while the ER doctor fixed him up. He happily chirped, "Thank you!" when they were finished and gracefully accepted his orange popsicle and 3 huge stickers. The ER folks thought he was adorable, we completely agree. ;)

I have to admit, despite the fact that my little boy was bleeding and a bit upset, it bordered on pure joy to visit the ER for such an everyday event. Don't get me wrong, I am not at all glad that Nathan got hurt, I am just glad that we came home happy and whole and without worry or concern for any one's future health. It is a lovely feeling.

I snapped a few pictures with my camera phone because Nathan wanted to see that he looked like a pirate with a patch over his eye and because I thought it was ADORABLE when he wanted to call Isaac and tell him that he was ok. Isaac was quite distraught over causing an injury serious enough to send his brother to the hospital. Poor baby!

On a personal note: May is almost over and I just might survive. Liz suggested that I find a mantra to get myself through the rest of the month. I have settled on, "Just let it go." Say that over and over while breathing deeply and you will be amazed at how relaxed you feel!

If you happen to see me walking down the street, please do not comment on the fact that both of my eyes are rimmed in red, chapped skin and purplish bruises. I am quite aware that I look terrible. My allergies are still completely out of control and I am tempted to try and cauterize one of my tear ducts with a branding iron. Even my mom says I need to go to the doctor now. SIGH Maybe I will have time in June....