First Stitches

Rob and I have always believed our number 2 child, Jonathan, would be the first to either break a bone or have to get stitches. He's always having close calls but always manages to get out of the situation without major injury. Well, Seth surprised us this week and got the first set of stitches.

Poor kid was just walking near one of the wall corners, tripped over his own foot, and landed squarely on the corner with his head. I looked up just in time to see it happen and knew it was going to be bad. Sure enough Seth needed 6 stitches to close it back up! Rob and I had to run him to the ER. We really didn't have to wait too long and I really liked the doctor we had. Seth was great, the doctor told him his only job was to hold his head very still and he did just that.

We get to go tomorrow to have them pulled out. I was surprised they didn't need to stay in there very long.

I had to laugh because I realized this is the 3rd pregnancy in a row where something traumatic has happened around 8 or 9 months. When I was pregnant with Seth Elizabeth got lost at the zoo, I was there around my due date. Longest 1/2 hour of my life! When I was pregnant with her, Jonathan was screwing around and managed to puncture his tonsil with one of those long tinker toy sticks. Definitely afraid to have anymore as I'm sure someone is going to lose a limb the next time!