Sept 19
So while getting ready this morning, I was really thinking strongly about taking a personal day. Martyn was sleeping on our bed, but I hadn't 'secured' him with pillows. I was in the kitchen making my lunch, thinking I should go check on him, when I hear this beg crash and scream. I ran in the bedroom like lightening, and my poor baby was screaming, and scooting away from where he had fallen out of the bed, next to the night stand on Eli's side. It was like he was trying to get away from the hurt.
I grabbed him up and held him close for a minute. Then checked him over. He had a pretty good goose egg, with a little skinned part, right above his ear. Oh I cried right along with him. He calmed down after a couple minutes, and I said "that's it! I'm staying home today!" So I took a personal day with my baby.
It was much needed. He was kind of mama clingy all day, but I was glad to be there for him. For bonking his head the way he did, he was actually pretty happy all day. It was good.
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