The last two days have two of the toughest in my career as Ridley’s mommy. I have not been the trophy mom totally in control of herself. Absolutely not.
When I saw him trip and fall face forward into a wooden chair and collapse on the floor with wails, I knew it was bad. I grabbed him up and saw blood everywhere. It’s still like slow motion in my mind.
I’m fully aware that head wounds bleed profusely and look much worse than they actually are. I grew up with brothers, believe me, I know how it is. But my sensible self quickly disappeared as I saw my baby so afraid, in pain and bleeding.
Yep, ALL of my common sense flew far, far away.
I grabbed a clean damp rag, wrapped an ice cube in it and tried to hold it on Ridley’s mouth. If you’ve ever “struggled” with a hurt, scared 1 year old, you know that they are quite adept at winning the battle to avoid the ice cube! Arms flailing. Head twisting. The whole package.
I immediately tried calling my mom’s cell (no answer), my parent’s home phone (no answer) and Ernie’s work (no answer). At this point I started bawling my eyes out and shaking like crazy because I was scared, frustrated (because no one would answer their phone!!!!) and didn’t know what to do. I just needed SOMEBODY to help me think things through!
Finally, my brother Luke answered his cell phone and within 5 minutes my Mom had arrived. (Automatic sigh of relief) My Mom asked where the Rescue Remedy was and she gave both Ridley and me some to help calm us down – it works amazingly! I also gave Ridley some Tylenol and the bleeding finally stopped.
After we calmed down, Mom left and I fixed Ridley’s supper. He wouldn’t let me look at his mouth, but he was grinning for the camera, so I took this picture…
Notice anything a little concerning in the picture? Yeah, I noticed too. I started to panic again, but this time I prayed and tried to think rationally. I got in touch with my friend’s mother who works at our dentist’s office. She was so sweet and helpful and even met us at church to look at it.
I felt SO much better. Until this morning. On the way to the dentist’s office, I was on the phone with my sister and I started falling completely apart. It’s just REALLY hard seeing your baby hurt.
We waited for only 5 minutes before the dentist could see Ridley. He examined his tooth and gums and Ridley defensively chomped his finger. I can’t believe that he didn’t even flinch. I didn’t know that Ridley bit him until 2 minutes later when he told me!
The dentist said that if Ridley was his son, he wouldn’t do anything about the loose gum tissue. If there is some residual tissue there in about a month, they can do a little bit of laser work to smooth it out.
I felt like squeezing the dentist’s neck, except I was in the chair holding Ridley. I did tell him that he was pretty much my hero. He has NO idea!
It’s going to look pretty ugly for a while, but at least Ridley and I don’t have to go through the trama of sedation and stitches.
If you had told me 3 days ago that I would lose all coherent abilities to think clearly in a time of crisis, I would have never believed you. Anyone who knows me well, knows that I normally rise to the occasion during a crisis. I take control and help others.
Ahem. Then I became a mom. Apparently everything’s changed.
Maybe my bravery and stability will return before I’m 80. So today my “fail” is probably more of a rookie mom experience, but hey, it counts, right?!
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