As I was putting supper together this evening. The kids were playing in the living room. I had a thermarest out (that I use as a mat for working out on) and the kids were pretending that it was a boat. They were happily playing until I heard a loud bang followed by Micah's crying. I had a hot cookie sheet in my hand that I quickly put on the stove top and just as I started to walk away I saw Isaiah out of the corner of my eye reaching for the cookie sheet (He was sitting in his Bumbo chair watching me make supper....his new "milestone" is that he grabs EVERYTHING within his reach). I went running back and grabbed Isaiah out of his bumbo chair then went tearing off to see what happened to Micah......
What I saw next is NOT something that a mother wants to see. Micah was laying on the floor under about 3 large shards of glass and blood starting to pool around him. The first words out of my mouth were "Don't Move!!!". I quickly put a screaming Isaiah down on the living room floor and proceeded to dig my child out of the glass while also yelling for B to get me the phone. I carried Micah upstairs and sat him on the counter with his feet in the sink, grabbed a washcloth and started to try to figure out where he was bleeding from the worst. After wiping his arm off I saw blood streaming down his neck so I pressed the cloth to the back of his head and called Jon.
"You need to come home now!" is all I said to him, and his response was "OK" within 1 minute he was running up the stairs (thank God he was working in Okotoks only 3-4 blocks away). We dumped B off at the neighbors and went straight to Urgent Care....pulling a Brittney Spears. Micah sat on my lap all the way there, much to his delight. :)
After the nurse cleaned him up 3 tiny cuts were revealed on his head. Not even stitch worthy. He also has 5-7 cuts on his back and legs. I'm thankful to say he's doing just fine. Playing and fighting with B again as I type. Now I can breath once again....
What I saw next is NOT something that a mother wants to see. Micah was laying on the floor under about 3 large shards of glass and blood starting to pool around him. The first words out of my mouth were "Don't Move!!!". I quickly put a screaming Isaiah down on the living room floor and proceeded to dig my child out of the glass while also yelling for B to get me the phone. I carried Micah upstairs and sat him on the counter with his feet in the sink, grabbed a washcloth and started to try to figure out where he was bleeding from the worst. After wiping his arm off I saw blood streaming down his neck so I pressed the cloth to the back of his head and called Jon.
"You need to come home now!" is all I said to him, and his response was "OK" within 1 minute he was running up the stairs (thank God he was working in Okotoks only 3-4 blocks away). We dumped B off at the neighbors and went straight to Urgent Care....pulling a Brittney Spears. Micah sat on my lap all the way there, much to his delight. :)
After the nurse cleaned him up 3 tiny cuts were revealed on his head. Not even stitch worthy. He also has 5-7 cuts on his back and legs. I'm thankful to say he's doing just fine. Playing and fighting with B again as I type. Now I can breath once again....
The piece of glass at the bottom of this picture was one of the two giant glass shards that I had to pick up off Micah to get him out of there.
