(sigh). . . it was going to happen eventually. i was trying my best to prolong the inevitable. i am, by my very nature, a cautious person. i check things out before i do something new. i look before i leap. my husband, on the other hand, does not. chris has broken so many bones in his life, that even i, after hearing the stories the past 12 years, can't keep track. i knew the day would come, when i would worry about this, when we had our own son. this day has arrived.
the night of january 30th, chris and i were both on logan watch. logan was rolling around on the floor in the family room. i was sitting on the couch watching him. chris was talking to oreo and also watching logan. in a split second, logan was up on all 4's and was trying to go forward. he was so close to crawling. we were both watched with anticipation. . . thinking at any moment, he was going to start crawling and then. . . and then. . . he fell sideways and bumped his head on the edge of our entertainment center. boo. poor bubbas started crying in hysterics. i wasn't too concerned at first until he stopped and i saw the shiner on his head. whoa.
i became more concerned when my normally calm husband said we should call the doctor ("just to be sure"). the doctor on the phone said there was nothing to worry about since he wasn't bleeding and didn't lose consciousness. logan was quite content except for when chris tried to put a cold compress on the side of his head. logan screamed and cried so much that oreo became concerned and came over to rescue the baby. i think it might be time to bubble wrap the baby and call it a day.
oops!
later with mommy
the boo-boo
shakin it off
posing for the camera
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