Yesterday morning I woke up with what I am assuming is a cold. My voice sounds awful and my nose is a little runny. I learned today that not having much of a voice is not a good thing. Bridger, Macie and Emy were all playing outside and Jursey began to cry to be fed. While I was making her a bottle Paisley was standing on the edge of her bassinet...probably trying to give her a binky...she is such a little mommy. Well just as I got to Jursey with her bottle, Paisley sneezed. She bonked her nose on the edge of the bassinet and began to cry. I was just sitting down to feed Jursey when I looked up to say "its okay", and blood was pouring out of her nose. I attempted to yell for kids to help me and they didn't come. I laid Jursey down on the floor...she was screaming at this point because she had gotten just a swallow of milk and then I took it away and set her down. I opened the front door to find all three of the big kids in the middle of the road talking with their cousins. I attempeted to yell for Bridger and he couldn't hear me -- Stupid Cold! I finally got their attention and they all came back home to see what I needed.
I laid Paisley down in the bathtub, and had to change her diaper...I realized I should have done that several minutes ago when the kids told me she stunk...I then turned on the water and started washing her hands and face off and she was coughing a lot and blood was coming out of her mouth. Jursey was screaming in the living room and then the kids said someone is at the door. I was hoping it was Robin coming to visit for a minute, but no such luck. It was a stranger here to pick up some vinyl. Luckily I had spoken with her earlier that day and told her I would set it outside in the milk box in case we weren't home. She gave Bridger her money and took her vinyl and left. I can only imagine what was going through her head. I had two kids screaming from opposite ends of the house. Three kids wondering out loud how Paisley got a bloody face. And a mom no where to be seen. Awesome!
Now I need to go email that stranger and let her know that had she been here 5 minutes earlier or 5 minutes later my house would have seemed normal.
(I love this picture of Paisley. This is what she does when you tell her to smile.)
(this is my sweet baby when she is content and has a full belly)

1 comments:
I am so sorry that it wasn't me at the door! What a crazy thing to happen all at once!
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