Playing, Park Injury, Rainy Day, and a Lost Tooth

Another huge catch up post today.

Our dishwasher broke last week (I’ve got to do better about getting all the food off before loading!) so I’ve been doing all the dishes by hand. It takes me a good hour every day since we mostly cook from scratch and use almost all of our dishes in one day! Sometimes Ember has tummy time while I scrub and I get this cute view:
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Ember is never left alone for very long. Side note- I told Brooklyn not to hold Ember by her arms like that and Brooklyn was really rude about it! She said that Ember was just fine and she was being careful.Oh well excuuuuse me. I guess I thought I was the mom or something.
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The weather was so awesome at the beginning of the week. The girls colored with chalk.
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Then we hung out on the grass.
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I went inside to put Ember to bed and came back out to read to the girls. This is when we started acting out The Wizard of Oz. The girls loved that.
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Wednesday Brooklyn had tumbling and oh boy it was eventful, shall we say. First, Ember had a diaper change (nothing out of the ordinary). Two older women came in while I was changing her and were talking on and on about how cute he was. They got up close and were cooing and baby talking to her and called her “he” over and over. I was like, really? They kept asking Sierra if she just loved having a baby brother and Sierra stared at them blankly.I took a picture to illustrate… she is wearing dark pink.
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I guess the brown pants maybe gave a boy impression?
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Sierra was begging to go the park and I really didn’t want to because my kids are just recovering from being sick. But I figured… it would be mean to say no since we hadn’t gone anywhere or done anything for weeks.I pushed Payson on the swings and Ember for the first time was aware of that and she laughed and laughed and laughed! She was giggling so hard. She thought it was the funniest thing ever!I put her in the swing with Payson and (holding onto her the whole time, of course) I started pushing them and she laughed even more. It was so cute!I didn’t get a picture of that because I had to hold onto Ember but later Sierra asked if she could swing together with Ember and I did take a quick snap.
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And then the trauma happened. Before I start I should say that Payson is totally fine so it all ended well.I should also say it’s a really long story. I typed it as if it were my journal so I’m talking a full page single spaced… you might want to skip it.But when it happened it was one of the worst moments of my life. I was holding Ember and pushing Sierra and Payson in the baby swings. Some little boy, probably 10, came over and started talking to us. He asks if he can push Sierra for me. Um, sure? So he starts pushing Sierra and I’m pushing Payson.So then Payson wanted to get down. I tried to convince Sierra to get down, too, so I could watch them in the same place at the park (it’s a big park) but she refused.So Payson is wandering around the area near the baby swings while this little boy is pushing Sierra and I’m holding Ember while constantly staying by Payson’s side because he keeps heading in front of the swing and I don’t want him hit.Then a nanny shows up with three little kids. They all head straight for Ember, who is still in my arms. They start holding her hands and talking to her and trying to hug her. It was actually sweet and they were being gentle but my attention was taken off Payson for a few seconds.And that’s all it takes.As I answer one of the little girl’s question about Ember I hear a crash and a cry and I know it’s Payson. I know he’s been hit by the swing because I’d just spent five minutes making sure to stay by his side and watch him like a hawk.Why did I look away? I curse myself, even now, about why I looked away.I know why, I was worried about one of the kids pulling Ember’s arm, which they were all grabbing at, but still, I never should have looked away.I turned and saw Payson laying face first on the ground with a look of agony on his face. He was frozen in that moment before one can muster the breath to cry. His eyes were rolling up and his mouth was open and he was drooling and my heart stopped.I told Allan later that I would never forget that face. It will haunt me forever.I wanted to scream at everyone to get the hell away from me (the park was packed and there were literally 5 people within 5 feet of me trying to talk to me and see Ember!) but I didn’t scream, I just started to set Ember down on my nursing cover but then that nanny offered to hold her, so I passed Ember off quickly and picked up Payson. This all happened in maybe 3 seconds!Oh gosh typing this is awful for me. I can barely keep myself from sobbing about it now.His face was bleeding and bruising immediately and he was in so much pain, trying to breathe and trying to cry but not being able to for a few seconds.I held him close to me as he started crying and screaming. I rubbed his back and his head and whispered, “I’m so sorry, baby. I’m so sorry you’re hurt. I know it hurts. You’re ok, mommy has you.”And held back tears of my own for his sake. I stood there with him in my arms, comforting him, for a while. The people around me were all watching and talking about it and the kid that had been pushing Sierra was next to me trying to comfort Payson, too, and all Payson wanted was me and me alone so I told everyone to back away and give Payson some room. He just wants his mommy.I was a bit of a walk from the rec center where Brooklyn was in gymnastics. I had a toddler, a baby, a really heavy diaper bag and a (surprisingly) throwing-a-fit five year old. Sierra didn’t want to get off the swing. After kicking her brother in the face full speed and seeing him bleeding and screaming.Yeah, pretty annoyed with Sierra right then.So I take Ember from the nanny (and thank the nanny) and grab my diaper bag and carrying all that tell Sierra to get her butt moving right now. We went to the rec center where they gave me some ice packs which Payson refused to let me put anywhere near him. I sat with him in a chair holding him close and soothing him and rubbing his back and checked him over and looked at his pupils and did all the other stuff you do to make sure you don’t need an ER trip (sad that I know the checklist because of falls from this boy!) and he was just fine. Crying and super sad and oh so tiny in my arms (so it seemed) but fine.Brooklyn’s class ended and we made our way to the car. I gave Payson a piece of candy because it’d been a good thirty minutes since his injury and he was still crying a lot and I didn’t know how we’d get home with him being so sad. I didn’t want to just put him in his carseat while crying :(So I sat in the front seat with him and gave him a candy and asked him if he wanted to go home and see daddy and get elephant and binky and he said quietly, “Yeah.”So he was happy about the candy but I could tell he was hurting. I just wanted to get home, give him some pain medicine (tylenol) and cuddle him on the couch.I sat in the front seat after everyone was buckled and cried and cried. I called Allan because I was shaking so bad and traumatized and needed to have an adult calm me down.I eventually got home and did just what I’d planned. Allan held Ember (who was starving, poor girl) while I gave Payson some medicine and cuddled him more on the couch. Then Allan cuddled Payson while I nursed Ember and sat next to them. I kept Payson up for two hours later than his usual bedtime so I could keep watching him. And then I was still so worried I checked on him four times that night.
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Seriously in the top three worst moments of my entire life. That face. My heart aches and aches remembering it all.
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The next day Payson would occasionally touch his cheek gently and tell me, “That boy and Sierra hit mine face.” He’d also rub his cheek gently with his elephant’s nose.
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I’m so thankful he’s ok. That little boy was pushing Sierra as fast as he possibly could (I’m so mad about that, he gave her two really hard pushes right before it happened) and Payson practically did a flip he was hit so hard. My stomach hurts really bad typing this.
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And after that I can hardly think of what to say about the rest of the pictures. It took me a full day to recover from that. I basically held Payson the entire next day and have held him as much as possible since. Being hit that hard right in the face could’ve been so much worse. I am actually going to go do the dishes for a minute and come back and type in a while…Whew… I mopped my entire tile floor (we have LOTS of tile) and have calmed down.I took these pictures of Allan talking to Ember in her exersaucer thing. She really, really loves her daddy.
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We’ve all been sick, sick, sick for so long now. We’re on the mend, I think. Yesterday it started raining and I desperately wanted to take the girls outside to play but being still a bit sick I said we could only go out for five minutes or so.
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Just long enough to smell that fresh air and feel the rain on our faces and escape that house.
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I snapped a picture of Brooklyn’s loose tooth while we were out there.
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I really love these girls. I’ve been remembering life when it was just the two of them and how much I miss that. I realized that the reason it hurts so bad to remember and realize it’s over forever is because I will never again see my toddler Brooklyn or my toddler Sierra or them as babies. It’s so sad that it all goes by. I love the ages they’re at now, I really do, but I would love to have all those years back, too! I don’t want to ever not be a mom with little kids in the home. As absolutely nuts and overwhelming as it is, I don’t want to ever let it go!
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Oh the cuddling this week. A bunch of sickies we are, snuggled up on couches and chairs together.
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Blankets and pillows and lovies scattered everywhere as each kid brings something out to hold close to their sick little selves.
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Ember loves Allan. Loves.
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Good thing I took that picture of Brooklyn’s loose tooth because today…
Photobucket She was sitting on the couch this afternoon and dropped it on the floor. We both looked for it for quite a while. I moved the couches and was on my hands and knees searching with her with no luck. I finally gave up. Brooklyn was sitting next to me thinking and then piped up with, “Mom, I’m going to say a prayer that Jesus will help me find it!” And she did, said the sweetest little prayer and wouldn’t you know she went back to the exact same spot we were looking and found it right away!And that’s about it for an update. I spent the morning cuddling with the kids, as usual, and then I did some major cleaning. Oh boy am I worn out! Brooklyn was reading over my shoulder just now and asked, “Is this a story?”Should I take that to mean I am typing way too much?! I think I need to shorten my blog posts! haha

8 thoughts on “Playing, Park Injury, Rainy Day, and a Lost Tooth

  • I remember my oldest son was 2 yrs. old and he slipped and fell in a bagel store and hit the side of his forehead (missed his eye by 1/2″) on a glass display case. The display case had a sharp edge to it and he cut his head open on that part. Had to take him to the ER where they had to put him in a straight jacket to put the stitches in. The screams and cries and him looking over at me while I tried desperately to help hold him down yet try to calm him and talk to him was heartbreaking. He didn't know what was happening. Definitely the worst I've ever experienced since becoming a mom. And all I did was put him down and turn to pay for the stinkin' bagels. It took just a second and I remember feeling like you did and it stung for awhile for me but it was an accident. I remember even replaying the scene in my mind over what I'd do differently if I had the chance and from then on, til he was older and I didn't have another adult with me and we were in similar situations, I kept him either in my arms and had the money already out or kept him sandwiched between my legs so he wouldn't dart off. Don't beat yourself up over it. That's why their called accidents. You're an awesome mom and things like this happen.

  • How incredibly scary and traumatizing. As I was reading that my eyes teared up. Poor poor Payson. You acted quickly and just took your eyes off for a second. I have always been afraid that one of my kids would get hit by a swing so I always keep them close but things happen and mine have been hit too but not that hard. Oh my gosh how frightening. I can just imagine how he looked laying there.
    So so thankful he is ok. Trauma aside I love all your pics. And I feel exactly the same way about never wanting to not have babies/toddlers in the house. My youngest is four and more than likely he is our last (tubes tied but I can reverse it if we decide to) and I just want to hold him and never let that sweet age go.
    I hope you guys get better soon and that Payson isn't in any pain anymore from his little cheek.

  • Poor Payson! I'm so sorry for both of you! Seeing our babies hurt is more than a mommy can handle. I'm glad that he's ok.

    So jealous that it's looking greener and greener down there! Spring in the desert is SOOO beautiful. Especially up by Saguaro Lake.

    Loved your Wizard of Oz make believe play. The pic of the house on you and the pic in other post (or facebook?) of you doing some awesome kung fu witch kick crack me up!

  • OH MY GOODNESS!!!! Poor Payson, poor you!! I was just reminded how completely freaked out I was when Levi got his thumb injury…and we were at home. I can't imagine all that happening with people at the park watching and wanting to “help”…I would have totally lost it! I'm so glad that he is ok and it wasn't worse than it was. Poor thing. Sierra's reaction and not wanting to stop swinging is so typical of what one of mine would do in a moment like that…definitely not the best time for bad behavior!

    I loved all the pics (aside from Payson's injuries!) Brooklyn has now lost the same 2 teeth that Mia has! πŸ˜‰ She looks cute with the missing!!

    Levi is pretty much fully potty trained now and that is kind of surreal! No more diapers?!? What?!? No more babies!? What?!?! It's kind of tripping me out! lol. Do you think you will have more babies? It is going to be so strange when our houses are “empty nests” πŸ™ booooo!

  • I could feel your agony as I read that blurb about Payson. I have a worse memory, especially now, since Chris won't talk to me, aches me to the bone…Actually it is extremely private so I am going to email it to you! You are such the great mom & everyone knows that! Accidents do happen in a flash! My heart just prays over all of you today & for the near future! God protect our entire family from harm. In Jesus name, Amen!

  • I'm so sorry y'all have been having a rough time! I'm glad Payson is okay, his little road rash looks sad. πŸ™

    Cute story about the prayer and the tooth!

  • Oh my goodness, I am so sorry about Payson's injuries. Poor guy. I'm glad that he's healing up and that nothing major happened, though. I'm sorry you had to live through that. Its so hard seeing the ones you love hurt.
    The loose tooth and lost tooth stories are cute. I love that Brooklyn prayed to find her tooth. Oh, the simple, lovely, wonderful, trusting faith that children possess. So sweet.

  • I hate when I read a post like this and am pulled away before I can give an immediate or appropriate response! I know that a few days have passed…and I hope the time has made the memory of the experience a little less raw and painful. I apologize for stirring it up again now, but I wanted to let you know how much my heart was with you while reading this post! I'm so glad you prefaced your story by saying that Payson is okay because, even knowing that was the case, my hands were clenched the entire time I was reading! You poor thing…and your poor, sweet little guy! I completely understand when you say the image of Payson will haunt you forever. (I understand as a mom and from personal experience.) But I hope you can let go of the guilt. You did everything exactly right…before and after the accident. You are an incredible, inspiring, responsible and diligent mom! I know all this without even knowing you irl! πŸ™‚ If you need another image of Payson to replace the sad one, how about the 4th one at the end of the story? The one that shows his beautiful, bright eyes (lovely catchlights!) and smiling face in spite of the owie on his cheek. It will probably take your heart longer to heal than his face, but he's truly okay! Thank God!

    I enjoyed the rest of the pictures! Your girls continue to crack me up with their silly faces. Brooklyn looks so grown up in the top picture of the lost-tooth photo collage…even with the missing teeth. πŸ™‚ Ember's expressive little face makes me smile! Love the 2nd and 3rd photo of her hanging out on the grass with the girls, and I love the look she's giving your hubby in the 2nd exersaucer photo. Too cute!

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