...I would argue that it is sometimes the pain in things that make you appreciate them the most... it is my unconditional willingness to endure the middle-of-the-night feedings, the cleaning up of vomit, the screaming for no good reason, etc that makes me realize how much I love my child and love raising him...

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Black and Blue

My child has really taking to throwing his head back at random moments… usually when he is frustrated but he doesn’t give any indication beforehand of this distaste for what is going on. So, this has led to some injuries. Not to my child.
I am pretty sure that he broke my nose a week ago. Now, I mean one of those hairline fractures- there wasn’t gushing blood or anything. At the time it happened, I heard a crack (in my nose) and then experienced some sharp pain but I broke my nose when I was four and though it should have been reevaluated as I got older, it never was so I have a sensitive sniffer to begin with. I didn’t think too much of it other than being quite put out by the extreme pain and tears gushing from my eyes without my ability to control them. It swelled a bit but nothing major. This big indicators for the break were that sensitivity continued and I have had a slight headache from it ever since. Yay.
Then, last night, he did this again and I now proudly display a shiner on my right eye. Again, not to be too extreme- it is actually not that noticeable. It is above my eye and is pretty pale but evidently in the right light you can see it better because I have gotten some comments at work.
The throwbacks seem to be getting more forceful.
I’m in trouble.
Maybe I should stop holding my child.
Too many more of these incidences and I just might.
Ouch.

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