The Welch Family

About a week and a half ago Jackson fell and his his mouth on the ledge of our big window in the living room. As soon as he hit it, I had a bad feeling that it was going to be worse then a fat lip. And much to my bad feeling, as soon as I picked him up and saw the amount of blood it was confirmed, he would probably need stitches. I stayed calm for the most part, though I would be lying if I said I didn't shed a few tears. I called Marty and told him he needed to get home then while we waited for Marty to get home I called Jackson's Dr and they said to go ahead and bring him to the office. Jackson only cried for a few minutes while I was cleaning him up then was fine until we would have to clean around him mouth again. He wasn't constantly bleeding but was off and on while we waited for the Dr. 

It was just a few weeks ago that Jackson had his 15 month check up and got shots, so once again, as we got into the exam room he got pretty upset. The Dr took a look then decided the cut on the inside of his mouth would heal on it's own fine but the cut on the outside, which was the worse one needed 2 stitches. I knew deep down before we saw the Dr that he would probably need them but once she said for sure, my stomach sank. I was so nervous. Thankfully they were able to do the stitches right in the office.

Marty had to hold Jackson's body down and the nurse had to hold his head. Jackson was screaming and I sat in the corner and cried and cried. It was the hardest thing. I am even tearing up now thinking about it. Call me a wimp if you want, but I am sorry, there is nothing worse then seeing your child scared and or in pain then not being able to hold and comfort them.

Once they were done Jackson came right over to me, I wiped our tears away and he snuggled with his blankets in my arms. He was physically drained and his whole body just kind of crashed in a sense. Though I was loving the snuggle time, I think the three of us were still traumatized. 

After the Dr, we picked up an antibiotic for Jack, came home for a much needed nap, then when Marty was off work we headed to ToysRUs to get Jackson a new fun toy.

All in all, Jackson did really well, he hardly noticed the stitches in the following days. Until he had to get them taken out anyway... He freaked out again once we got into the exam room but was fine once his Dr was done taking them out. It took less then 5 minutes and she was quite pleased with how the wound had healed.

Needless to say, while Jackson is fully recovered, I am still a little on edge. Whenever he is running close to anything he could fall on I tense up. I am not sure that will change anytime soon and I am sure more injuries are in our future. I am the Mama of an active little boy after all. :)

Having a Popsicle the night he got his stitches

The best shot we could get of his "boo boo" though it's still hard to see.

"The itsy bitsy spider..."