I believe that there are moments in parenting that we will never forget. First words. First steps. First giggles. Birthdays. Those are the moments that I love. I love to watch my daughters grow, change and experience life. But with the good, there is the bad.
It was a sunny day. One large cloud floated in the sky. I talked to my sister on the phone and joked that I wished the cloud would bring some rain so the girls would go inside. We were all outdoors enjoying the warm day. I took photos of the girls (it had been ages since our last shoot) and they were playing so sweetly.
I distinctly remember looking out onto our driveway and watching Isabella & Madelyn. They were having so much fun together. Sister giggles filled the air. Shrieks. Laughter. Smiles. Madelyn was in the back of a toy wagon that was pulled by Isabella.
Right before the accident...
I waved to my neighbor across the street. He had just arrived home from work. He had let his dogs out to play for a few moments. Brynlie was mesmerized and I was sitting there counting my blessings.
Within an instant there was blood everywhere.
Madelyn half crying.
Looking up with blood pouring out of her mouth. I assumed she had bit her lip.
I was so wrong.
I raced out to grab her, grab my baby who had blood coming out of her mouth so fast.
I rushed her into the bathroom, grabbed a towel and instructed her to hold it there. I had to go out front and grab my other two daughters. I ushered them indoors and raced back to Madelyn.
I think she was in shock at this point. I asked her to open her mouth. I couldn't see some of her teeth.
Shit. She knocked out teeth. Where were her teeth?!
I called Leo, told him I was on the way to the ER. Madelyn was hurt. He was almost home and said he would take her. I grabbed a clean washcloth, held it to her mouth and got her into the van.
I walked to the end of the driveway. There was blood on my driveway. No teeth. Just blood.
Leo ran out of his car. He jumped in the van and they left.
The verdict? My baby girl has two tooth intrusions. Which is a fancy word for you fell and your teeth got shoved back into your gums.
My poor baby. Her mouth is so messed up. Swollen. Still bleeding. She is on an antibiotic to fight an infection, Tylenol with Codeine for pain.
Her follow up is in three months assuming we have no complications before then. We will then be discussing surgery options if needed.
My point is this. Life is fragile. Sometimes in an instant things can go from bliss to a nightmare. Madelyn is so lucky she didn't suffer from a head injury, neck injury or more. I am counting my blessings that it isn't worse.
And for the record? All wagons are now banned from my home. I will never allow one anywhere near my daughters again.