The day had gone well. At 4pm I looked around the house and told myself what a good job I had done. I had cleaned the whole upper level of the house, put away all the piles that had accumulated around the upper level, washed and put away 4 loads of laundry, and my kids were taken care of...yes, all five of them. (It may seem funny to some that I have to remind myself of all the things I accomplished in a day...but wait till you have five kids.)
Ellie and Savannah took Dayton out in the front yard to play, Abbie was in the living room watching Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, and Taylon was sleeping in the living room in his bassinet. I decided I had a free minute to go downstairs and reset my Internet. Within in 5 minutes I hear my neighbor inside my house saying, "Becky, Ellie is bleeding." I took a minute to plug in the last cord (thinking it wasn't that big of a deal) and then I went upstairs.
I hear Ellie screaming and I see blood gushing. It's quite amazing that I took care of the situation because usually I run from the bloody messes and I let Aaron take care of them. But what do you do when he's a work...you work out the uneasiness. I noticed after a second that this was not something that I could take care of at home. I hurried and got all five kids ready and rushed the kids out the door. This was not an easy feet... but some how I did it.
When we arrived at the doctor he said that we needed to go to the hospital. We stayed long enough to get Taylon's oxygen levels checked and long enough for Aaron to arrive and then Aaron took Ellie to the hospital. Turns out she had a broken nose and a cut on the outside of her nose that needed stitches.
I'm pretty bummed out that this happened. For awhile I've had bragging rights. I've been able to say that I've had 5 kids without any major injuries except Savannah's stitches. At least I'll still be able to say that none of these incidents happened while I was around. (I'm not sure if that is good thing or bad.)
By the way, this accident happened over at the neighbors on their trampoline. I hate trampolines!
Ellie's stitches.
Ellie with her cute little band aid. To bad you can't see the swelling.
3 comments:
Aww poor thing! Good thing it wasn't her neck!
oh, poor Ellie! I am with you, I hate trampolines. Our girls' best friends just got one and it makes me so nervous everytime they want to go jump.
At least this shows you that you CAN take care of all the kids. When you needed to you were ready. You are such a good mom.
We are glad Taylon is doing better. I hope we can see him soon.
I give you mad props beck! I don't know how you do it... You are the best mom ever. I go crazy on the weekends while Nick is at work and it is just Nikaylee, Aiden, and I. I don't accomplish nearly as much as you did during the day with 5 kids. I am lucky if I just get 1 load of laundry done and nothing else the entire day... I have to wait til they are in bed to clean the house. What is your secret ?
Sorry to hear about Ellie. I am surprised none of us got injured on the trampoline at the old house. We used to jump off the deck and everything :) Love you guys!
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