i just wanted to cry. no, no because it hurt her. it's because every time she gets a scrape, bruise, bug bite, or anything I have to "explain" what happened and quite frankly I am sick of it. This child is very uncoordinated. If I didn't hold her hand and catch her EVERY TIME she tripped in a parking lot (which is every time we are in a parking lot) she would would be black & blue from head to toe. I can only do what I can do, I can't save her from herself every time though. Last week there was a foot board to a bed leaned against the wall and she walked over and pulled it down on herself and really scraped up her head, cheek & ear.
so far no one has given me a hard time about it but i AM SO SICK OF WORRYING ABOUT IT. Every time she runs into something I am taking mental notes so that I can remember how it happened incase it leaves a mark. i was so jealous tonight of people who do not have to explain these things to anyone. i am so jealous of the time in my life that i didn't have to worry about explaining to anyone about Kobe's scraped up knees when he was two years old (no I don't have to explain anything about Kobe - if Savannah didn't have visits with her mom I wouldn't have to explain these little things). I just wish that I could worry about their boo boos, not about how I will explain how it happened.
and to think, i signed up for this :)
it is really annoying.