I think the worst experience I ever had as a mom was when Connor was two. I was on my way to work when I got a call from my sister who was watching him. She was frantic and said Connor had hit his head and that they were going to the ER. When I arrived I had to sit there while 4 grown held him down and stitched my childs forhead. It made me sick. That experience was replaced by Grayden and his stitches. This time it wasnt because he hit his head. It was because he startled our old family dog and he bit him on the head. My immediate thought was that we were putting the dog down. After 10 days in quarentine my heart softened for my husbands "best friend" and I said he could come home as long as he became an outside dog again. Grayden was fine. He quit crying before we even got to the hospital. However he was quite upset at being held down and stitched. Thank goodness he wasnt as strong as Connor and the process went quickly. He now is healed up and has a cute little scar to match Connors. After time Im sure it will almost completely disapear as Connors has. His is very faint. With two little boys its always something. I wonder whats next.:)
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