I've be inside myself lately, and it's hard to put in to words the exact thoughts and transformations that have been happening from the inside out.I read it best in a book. It said something like, "It's what happens when you learn what you've already known, but in a new way."
Yeah, that pretty much sums it up.
Again, I'm happy to be on this journey.
Last night we had a bit of an upset with....guess? Yep...Ty.
He was outside with Big Son when Pepai came barrelling at him from behind and threw him into next week, face-first.
When Big Son rushed him in the house he was mid-cry, one of those horrible cries that have no breath or sound, and the blood, well, it was everywhere. There was so much oozing from his face that I couldn't tell where it was originating.
After soaking up two facecloths, 6 paper towel, my shirt and my sweater, I began to see that the blood was coming from his mouth, but still couldn't tell from where exactly.
After another few cold wet facecloths and Big Son mopping the blood off the floor, we found the source. A nasty gash through his bottom lip. I thought it could have used stitches, but opted against it. Do they even stitch lips?
Eventually the bleeding stopped and he didn't look too bad until this morning. Ick! It was raw and icky, and it's so swollen that drool just keeps rolling out of his mouth because he can't keep his lips closed.
He saw himself in the mirror and said, "Aww....poor little guy!"
And then he told me that he wasn't mad at Pepai. Cute kid.
The swelling has subsided over the course of today, and although the drool is still flowing freely, he will be just fine, with a new battle scar, of course.
How did this soul get matched with mine? The dare-devil boy with the blood-makes-me-weak-and-barfy Mother?
I was pretty proud of myself during the ordeal last night. I ran purely on adrenaline for the 15 minutes that we were in a panicked state. It wasn't until the bleeding was slowed that I had to sit with a bucket handy, just in case, and had a terrible case of the tremors.....I got through the most crucial time....I can do this thing.
Next fear to tackle....un-divided highways.....
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