The Scariest Moment in Parenthood

I’ve been extremely lucky.  There has been only one trip to the urgent care in LouLa’s lifetime, and it wasn’t really scary.  She fell and split her chin open at my dad’s house, but there really wasn’t that much blood.  His wife is a nurse, so she went with us.  We got in right away and they used superglue to patch her up.  No big deal.

There was one other incident.  No injury, but plenty of potential for lots of bodily harm.

When LouLa was about 18 months or so, she fell down our basement stairs. 

Here are the stairs:

 

Yep, concrete all the way down and at the bottom. 

I was in the kitchen (at the top of the stairs) and Josh was down in the basement, doing laundry.  The dryer is at the bottom of the stairs.  What we think happened was that LouLa leaned down to see Josh, and ended up falling down the stairs.  I heard it, though she didn’t cry right away; I just could tell that’s what happened.  I went over to the stairs and just couldn’t bring myself to go down.  She was crying by that time.  I yelled down (okay, maybe I screamed), “IS SHE OKAY?  IS SHE OKAY? JUST TELL ME IF SHE’S OKAY!!!!”  Josh brought her up. 

No bumps.  No bruises.  No cuts. 

Lots of scary. 

 

(Just another Madhouse at Kate’s.)

Another First

We just finished the first week of school.  LouLa had a blast and LOVES school.  I think she may have been a tiny bit nervous, but she was way more excited.

(She was trying to look like the monkey on her shirt.)

 

I had a pretty good first week, too.  It was great to have her right across the hall from me.  I got lots and lots of blown kisses throughout the day.  I worried that she would be a bit clingy and not want to go with her class at recess, but after a quick hug and kiss, she ran outside.

The only thing that is a tiny bit of a problem is that I don’t get my quiet time before and after school while I’m driving.  I have 40 minutes each way.  I used to listen to NPR or podcasts and I can’t do that now.  It would give my brain time to quiet down and it would help me relax.  It is a small thing and I’ll get it figured out.

Not Really Poverty

I had a totally different post written and I just deleted it.  It was too thoughtful….and serious…and a bit depressing. 

 

Today was the first day of school.  More specifically, today was LouLa’s first day of school.  Ever. 

It was so fun seeing her so excited.  I also got to see her at various times throughout the day.  Her classroom is less than 10 feet from my classroom, so many kisses were blown in passing.  She had a great day and is very excited to continue.  I’m very excited for her.  I love learning and it’s so cool to see her discover new things and be excited about learning. 

 

Today was a very good day. 

 

(Brought to you by the Madhouse…sorta)