Matthew had to get two staples in his head yesterday. We had gone to my last MOPS meeting and when I dropped him off at the childcare, he threw a tantrum and threw himself into the door, well his head went right into the corner and caused a pretty decent sized gash. It bled for quite awhile and then stopped but still looked pretty bad. He was very brave but restless at having to wait. Daddy met us at the hosptial, which isn't very hard since he works there :) and helped. Thankfully my friend, who had just had her second child last week was able to watch Caroline, I didn't feel too bad asking b/c she still had some help from her mom who is in town.
After the running away episode, the staples and other dramas in my life, I feel emotionally drained. Today, we went to a friends house for a playdate and they live on a really busy street.He was running away from me and I just lost it. That fear of never knowing when he is going to run for it or be naughty is too much, especially in light of the past few days. I was in the midst of scooping them both up when my friend suggested that we stay for a little while and she would bring him inside. I am glad we stayed, it ended being ok.
If I make it to the fall with this little boy without being committed or drugged...it will be only a miracle!