Ellie just had her second visit to the ER for stitches. I sat six feet away from her while she was searching the refrigerator. We were talking. the next second she was screaming. Somehow, someway she moved wrong and bit her bottom lip. I had to make the judgement call....Do I spare her the pain of having stitches now, and let her walk around the rest of her life with a very noticeable hole in her bottom lip? I knew what I had to do. She ended up with two stitches in her lip, and was very brave during the entire process. Afterwards, no one would have guessed anything happened. However, she requested a Happy Meal and a nap with me in my bed. All her wishes were granted.
I shook my head in disbelief that this happened while I was 6 feet away. No amount of baby proofing could have stopped this. I bit of "mom guilt" still hangs over me, but it's a wasted energy that comes with the territory. I guess one of life's lessons is that it doesn't matter how much children are micro managed, accidents will happen.