A feeling, a sight, a sound.... everything I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy happens to mothers daily... and it happened to me on Sunday 8/21/11.
Jeremy, myself and the whole kitten caboodle (Parker, Presley, and Adrayn) went to visit their cousin for her baptism party. All was great and after consuming a delicious meal a family friend asked if I was interested in a walk around the neighborhood. Since I ate a hearty helping I was more than happy to join.
About 15 or so minutes into the walk I was met on the street by my mother in law. She stated that Adrayn had a fall and that there was some blood... something that may need a few stitches.
Once getting back to the home to meet Jeremy and Adrayn I noticed that this wasn't anything minor in my book, but appreciate the calmness my mother in law may have intended. I was shocked. My little beautiful baby boy's lip was split in two. He was in a daze and just looking at my reaction ready to cry again... I had to grab my purse and go, go, GO, NOW!
I did so, it was all a blur. I grabbed Adrayn and hopped in the back seat holding him as Jeremy started for the freeway. It seemed to take 5 hours to drive 20 minutes. My child's lip is hanging, just bleeding and dangling there... I want to throw up, but we have to get him there, where? Which hospital....? Which is closest....?
We found Children's on Chicago and Lake... that was a good call as it was made for kids.
We show up... it takes 2 more hours before he even has numbing gel placed on his dangling lip... I am sick.
I can't be there like I wanted to be. I was still in shock, 2 hours later... how? Am I here? Is this real? Why can I see the inside of my son's lip... why is he sucking on it? How can I make him stop so it doesn't get worse or make him cry more?
When they placed the stitches Jeremy held Adrayn and I was by his feet humming, and kissing his toes as I was too hurt to see them stitch his lip. I am such a bad mother... that's all that I thought.... what mother doesn't take him away from all this pain..... this was hell. I would no doubt trade this moment to give birth all over... no doubt.
I know a torn lip isn't life or death, but when your child is in pain... especially in a pain that you yourself have never felt or seen.... it is something monstrous that no one should ever go through.
Thank you Jeremy for holding our son when I couldn't. Thank you suture nurse for loving my son as if he was yours, and calming me as if I was you. Thank you Jamie, Sandy, Joanie, Trudy, and Gordon for watching Parker and Presley in this time of need.
These are the moments that ALL parents dread.
I love you Adrayn. I am more than elated that you awoke the very next morning jumping on the bed, and laughing. I am more than ecstatic that you smiled more than you have ever before with your swollen lips and stitched up mouth. You are my champion, my brave boy. I have so much to learn from you, but please... just please stop dancing on chairs, running around the house, and climbing on everything... Mama has had enough for one lifetime. Who needs a work out video/routine when you have a dare devil child to chase all day?!
All eight stitches come out Friday 8/26/11 via my mom the nurse. A much more appreciated face than those people in the blue coats. Also, this will be done in his home which is filled with love. No more anxiety for us anytime soon hopefully!
Mucho Love.
Mama
Jeremy, myself and the whole kitten caboodle (Parker, Presley, and Adrayn) went to visit their cousin for her baptism party. All was great and after consuming a delicious meal a family friend asked if I was interested in a walk around the neighborhood. Since I ate a hearty helping I was more than happy to join.
About 15 or so minutes into the walk I was met on the street by my mother in law. She stated that Adrayn had a fall and that there was some blood... something that may need a few stitches.
Once getting back to the home to meet Jeremy and Adrayn I noticed that this wasn't anything minor in my book, but appreciate the calmness my mother in law may have intended. I was shocked. My little beautiful baby boy's lip was split in two. He was in a daze and just looking at my reaction ready to cry again... I had to grab my purse and go, go, GO, NOW!
I did so, it was all a blur. I grabbed Adrayn and hopped in the back seat holding him as Jeremy started for the freeway. It seemed to take 5 hours to drive 20 minutes. My child's lip is hanging, just bleeding and dangling there... I want to throw up, but we have to get him there, where? Which hospital....? Which is closest....?
We found Children's on Chicago and Lake... that was a good call as it was made for kids.
We show up... it takes 2 more hours before he even has numbing gel placed on his dangling lip... I am sick.
I can't be there like I wanted to be. I was still in shock, 2 hours later... how? Am I here? Is this real? Why can I see the inside of my son's lip... why is he sucking on it? How can I make him stop so it doesn't get worse or make him cry more?
When they placed the stitches Jeremy held Adrayn and I was by his feet humming, and kissing his toes as I was too hurt to see them stitch his lip. I am such a bad mother... that's all that I thought.... what mother doesn't take him away from all this pain..... this was hell. I would no doubt trade this moment to give birth all over... no doubt.
I know a torn lip isn't life or death, but when your child is in pain... especially in a pain that you yourself have never felt or seen.... it is something monstrous that no one should ever go through.
Thank you Jeremy for holding our son when I couldn't. Thank you suture nurse for loving my son as if he was yours, and calming me as if I was you. Thank you Jamie, Sandy, Joanie, Trudy, and Gordon for watching Parker and Presley in this time of need.
These are the moments that ALL parents dread.
I love you Adrayn. I am more than elated that you awoke the very next morning jumping on the bed, and laughing. I am more than ecstatic that you smiled more than you have ever before with your swollen lips and stitched up mouth. You are my champion, my brave boy. I have so much to learn from you, but please... just please stop dancing on chairs, running around the house, and climbing on everything... Mama has had enough for one lifetime. Who needs a work out video/routine when you have a dare devil child to chase all day?!
All eight stitches come out Friday 8/26/11 via my mom the nurse. A much more appreciated face than those people in the blue coats. Also, this will be done in his home which is filled with love. No more anxiety for us anytime soon hopefully!
Mucho Love.
Mama
