Danny was working late and the girls and I were working pretty efficiently. We were fed and the kitchen was clean. All three girls were in their pajamas. Their teeth were even brushed! It was almost time for reading on the couch and the girls ran quickly downstairs to get a few more minutes of play and dancing in the basement.
I hollered down asking if they were about ready to read. I don't remember what they said. Minutes later I heard a loud cry. That is not really uncommon around here, so I wasn't alarmed. Kate and Ellie came running up calling for me. Sophie was right behind them with blood in her hands and running down her back. I picked her up and took her to the sink. I realized quickly it was coming from the back of her head. I applied pressure with a towel and Ellie called Danny. He was on his way. After a few minutes the bleeding stopped and I started to clean out her hair trying to find the cause of the bleeding. There it was. A gash.
"I was jiggling on the thing." was all of the information I could get from Sophie. Kate filled me in. Sophie was dancing on top of a large package of paper towels from Costco. She lost her balance and hit her head on the stone hearth in the basement. We called Uncle/Doctor Jimmy for advice. Where should we take her...instacare? emergency room? Primary children's hospital? He told us to bring her to him. He had everything he would need at home.
On our way we decided to turn on a movie to keep Sophie awake. She chose "Little Mermaid." As we were driving Sophie asked her sisters if Ariel was the oldest sister. Ellie responded, "No Sophie. She is the youngest and the 'specialest'." She continued, "If Dad and Mom were king and queen you would be the 'specialest' princess too." Kate added, "You are the 'specialest' to me Sophie." They were so sweet and so worried.
Uncle Jimmy saved the day...7 staples later (yes, staples.), a big bandage, and a bag of Starburst (thanks Michel) later and she is almost as good as new. I am not sure I will ever be the same. It is so scary to have your children hurt. It is amazing how any little worry I held throughout the week vanished---and all I wanted to do was hold her tight.
6 comments:
OH NO!!! Poor Sophie! I did the same thing when I was little. It is actually one of my first memories. Now we really need to go to lunch tomorrow to celebrate her bravery!
jumping jacks, sophie is her name! how scary for you -- not the cutest head band though.
So glad she's doing better and had the love of her sisters to get through it!
Oh I'm so glad she came out of this okay and also that mom came out of it okay. I remember when Jack split his lip open and needed stitches....he calmly watched them do it while I had to look away. Our kids are so much braver than we give them credit for.....if only they could share some of that bravery with us.
*hugs*
That is scary--poor girl! How lucky to have a doctor in the family (and close by!!) Hope she's feeling "unhurt" soon...
I am so sorry! Poor little thing!
I love the conversation she had with her sisters! Sisters are the sweetest <3
She is a little trooper! Glad her sisters were there to support her. I remember when Dede was hurt at the park in Mesa. She was three or four then and it was a terrible experience for us.
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