Humpty Dumpty Had a Great Fall

This has not been a good day. I got ready for work, woke the kids up and we headed out the door to my babysitting job. A little after 9, I was starting to clean up some toys in the living room when I heard a series of thuds and realized that Little Man was no longer in the living room with us. I heard him start to scream, and I ran to the door that opened to the basement stairs, praying that he hadn't fallen all the way down. I found Little Man on the landing, and was relieved to see that he had only fallen down three stairs. I scooped him up just as he squirmed his way to the edge of the landing and was about to fall down the rest of the stairs. Picking him up, I gave him a once over to check for injuries and, lo and behold, there was blood on his forehead dripping down his cheek. Still calm, I took him over to the sink and started to dab away the blood from what I assumed was a pretty decent scrape or scratch.

I'd only dabbed away a little blood when I saw, to my horror, a deep 1 inch long gaping gash on his little forehead. At that point, I pretty much lost it. Scrapes, cuts, bruises....I can handle those. Gaping head wounds...not so much. Crying and completely freaking out, I called 911 first. I was shaking so much, it took me three tries to unlock my phone keypad before I could dial (which strangely enough, is a recurring nightmare of mine....I have to dial 911, but have problems working the phone) Once I had a 911 operator on the phone, I had another problem. I was holding Little Man who was screaming and I didn't know the address of the house I was at. I finally found the address on some mail on the counter, but neither the operator nor I could hear each other over Little Man's screams. I finally managed to yell the address loud enough for him to hear and hung up. I laid Little Man on the floor and went to get a phone book so I could call the lady I babysit for to tell her what had happened. After she got me to calm down enough to actually speak English, she called her father-in-law so he could come over and take over babysitting for me. My phone was going dead, but I threatened it severely and managed to make two more calls. One to my parent's house, thoroughly scaring my younger sister and dad since I was too hysterical to make much sense, and one more call to Hubby at work. He arrived just as we were walking out to the ambulance. He dropped Princess off with his mom before following us up to the ER. Because Little Man had a head wound, I had to keep him still and awake during the 30 minute ride to the ER. Do you have any idea how hard it is to keep a baby who is past due for their morning nap awake while being held by mommy during an ambulance ride while not moving him around? He cried some on the way up there, but only because he was irritated that we wouldn't let him fall asleep.

While waiting for the doctor to examine Little Man and stitch him up, Little Man was his normal self. He was smiling, playing, and walking (with Mommy's help) all over the exam room...only difference was that he had a gaping bloody gash on his head. Kind of killed the cute baby look. When, after 20 minutes of a numbing solution, the doctor came in to stitch up Little Man's gash, I excused myself to the waiting room. Hubby got the honor of holding our screaming son down on the table while the doctor and nurses fixed him up. I will deal with illnesses, scrapes, bruises, and breathing issues (e.g. Princess), but when it comes to that, I'm out. I would've been crying harder than Little Man and no help at all. As it was, I was a mess sitting out in the waiting room. When they were done giving him 8 stitches to close the gash, a nurse came to get me and I ran back to see my sweating, sniffling baby boy. Apparently, 10 month olds can hold a grudge because he wanted nothing to do with his daddy and wouldn't even look at him for a while.

My cute little Frankenstein

Anyways, that's my day. The whole ordeal was much harder on me than it was on Little Man, who was a little trooper the entire time. Don't forget, this is the kid who doesn't even flinch when he gets shots and is constantly whacking his skull on something. He's just a tough little boy.


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I've Been Busy, How About You?

Yes, I know I've been slacking on the "blog front" lately. Here's a look at what I've been doing with my time....

I've been getting quite a few orders for my boutique so I've been working on making and shipping those out. I also have decided to change my boutique up a little bit. I eliminated several products such as burp cloths, washcloths, and carseat strap covers. I created a clearance album on my Facebook page that can be found here with all the products I will no longer be carrying. Check it out as things are going fast! I want to take my boutique in a slightly different direction by specializing in boutique style clothing for babies and children. I feel as if there are SO many boutiques out there that sell tutus and hair accessories and, although I plan to continue carrying those items because they are my top sellers, I want my boutique to my unique and different from every other boutique out there.

That leads me to another thing I've been working on. I'm making my kids Easter outfits this year.  Princess will wear a ruffled dress and Little Man will wear a coordinating bowtie and vest. As Princess is gone this weekend visiting cousins with her grandma, I plan to devote my time to sewing. I drafted a pattern for her dress yesterday and am really excited to start cutting out the fabric (which is super cute, by the way!).  Little Man stayed home, but he's the easiest baby ever and naps twice a day so I think I can handle this. :) Now if I could just get Hubby to go away for the weekend too.....

I was interviewed by our local newspaper a while back and the article ran a few weeks ago. Click here to read the article.

Oh yes, one more thing. Because apparently working part-time babysitting and almost full-time with my boutique isn't quite enough for me, I signed up to be an independent sales rep for Discovery Toys. I grew up playing with Discovery Toys and they were always my favorite toys to play with. They're great quality, educational, and creative. So I figured, why not start selling them? You can either order online at my website, www.discoverytoyslink.com/hannahwingert or you can book a party to earn free products for yourself. For people who are not from this area or would rather not have a home party, I will be offering catalog parties as well (I send you a bunch of catalogs and hostess info. You pass the catalogs out to your friends and send me their orders).

Little Man is officially a creepy crawlie! He learned how to crawl on his 9 month birthday and hasn't stopped moving since.  Princess was thrilled with the latest development for about 8 minutes before she realized that it meant she could no longer keep him away from her toys. About 2 weeks after learning how to crawl, Princess learned how to pull himself up on furniture which meant another level of babyproofing. I still have the exersaucer out for those times when I really need to work on the floor and he won't stop tackling me, but he complains the whole time he's in it because he's figured out why I put him in there.

Unsolicited Advice: When babyproofing for a crawling or walking baby, get down to their level to see everything they see.