Stitches

B got his first 3 stitches today. An eventful day, if I must say so myself. I was doing a Mary Kay party at a friend's house. We all had brought our kiddos there, so there were at least 10 or more kids. They were all playing and we were all keeping an eye on each other's kids at different points when I heard "Uh oh, that was B." When I picked him up, the space by his eyebrow was bleeding. Thankfully, all but one person was a mommy of two or more and one lady there was almost a RN so they kept me from freaking out. The almost RN stopped the bleeding enough for me to make it to the doctor's office to get stitches. He fell asleep after they numbed it, but had to awake him before they did the first needle. They didn't want him to be traumatized if he woke up! He didn't cry for the first stitch. I don't think he saw it or realized what it was. However, he screamed for the second and third ones. The nurse held his head while I laid my body across his feet and held his hands, singing to him and talking to him. He did so good. Oh...I left out that the falling on the fireplace was after he had fell down a step and busted his lip open. And got a bump on his head. So, once again, we are back in the process of not letting him sleep for more than an hour at a time during the day for 24 hours and waking him up twice at night. It took him a good 2 minutes for me to wake him after his nap this afternoon. I'm hoping it gets better. This poor boy has hit his head hard 3 times. Thankfully, the doctor said he hit the hardest part of his head and doesn't think that anything is or will be wrong. I'm so thankful that God put those ladies and friends there. At least I now know what to do during this kind of emergency. And I will now know even more childproofing problems! There's just no way to catch them all. With all of that said we have to go back in 7 days to get the stitches taken out. That is, unless B decides he can play doctor and take them out himself.