That moment when you're heart leaps into your throat from hearing your child cry out of fear, pain---something wrong, happened to me today. Only a couple times have I gotten super scared for my child... when he began crawling and toppled forward with momentum, knocking his bottom teeth through his tongue resulting in his adorable little "chip" tooth, and then when he first started walking (taking spills left and right until he got it right) and toppled into our round coffee table busting his lip open (the coffee table was gone shortly thereafter) ---And then today. Eli ran with vigor toward the swings while a little girl swung with obvious distraction not realizing that he had made his way right beneath her feet. My legs couldn't get to him fast enough. He let out a loud cry and instantly his face was full of dirt and blood from being hit by the back of her shoes. I got there just in time before she made a second round to his face. I picked him up in a frantic, wiping playground mulch from his mouth, nose and eyes...desperately making sure nothing was busted or broken.
Fortunately, he turned out fine...just slightly shook up and some scratches to his face. Just one of those times when you thank God for it turning out well and being able to go home and carry on with life as usual.
Just some reflections tonight as I cuddled my sweet baby boy and thanked God for giving him to me and watching over him today♥