My time with Samuel, Silas, and Finley was off to a good start. Samuel had gotten his staples out that morning. After Eric and Judah left and after nap time we headed to the park. Oh man, Finley is so busy and hard to contain. She loves to climb up the stairs and hang over the rails. I was thinking to myself that I did not want another ER visit.
That night I fed everyone dinner, gave them baths, and we read lots and lots of books. At 7:30 I was just about to put them to bed, but I decided to move the laundry along quickly first. Our laundry area is in the playroom, which is two steps down from our first floor and it is all tile.
The kids were right there with me and Samuel and Silas asked for a drink of water. I walked up the steps and into the kitchen and Finley must have walked after me. She started crying, so I turned around and had a cut on the side of her head by her eyebrow. She must have tripped walked over to the stairs. As soon as I saw it I knew we would be making another trip to the ER.
I called my in laws and dropped Samuel and Silas at their house. I am so thankful for them and the fact that they only live a few minutes away. They boys were able to spin the night there, so I didn't have to worry about them.
Of course, every night spent in the ER is a long one. You're in a room full of sick, hurt people and it is definitely not pleasant. Once again, the Beco came to the rescue. I didn't want Finley to walk around, touch everything and put everything in her mouth (which she reallly wanted to do), so I put her in the Beco and ws able to get her to asleep.
We got in about two hours later and found out that they didn't need to stitch it up. They glued it together, which only took a few seconds, and we were able to go home. Right after it happened I immediately went through everything that I could have done differently. "I should have waited to do laundry after they went to bed. I should have carried her with me." I know there's nothing I can do about it now, but I do feel bad and so sad that she got her first "big owie." Silas and Finley sit next to each other in the van and every time he looks over at her he says, "Finley owie." My poor baby girl!