So I lost two credit cards. In two days. Consecutive two days. Yesterday I had lunch, paid, signed, went to the park came home missing one credit card. Today I went to the park, got a tank full of gas from a station something like 4 blocks away from home and lost that one. Seriously??! I need help finding what's left of my brain because I am in danger of growing stupid. But then, there is this so if growing stupid is what it takes, well, I can live with being a happy stupid person. I guess.


Oh wait, did I mention I allowed my baby to run amok at the park today and she fell on the concrete pavement... ON HER FACE? Yeah, I think my heart broke into a million pieces. End result?

I know that kids get hurt. They run, they play, they fall and in moments the hurt is forgotten about, and while I know there was nothing I could possibly have done in the moment as I stood steps behind watching her fall in near slow motion, I hated myself for being unable to stop it from happening. It's hard watching your child hurt. Whether it's a scrape or cut or just something as small as bumping into a wall from the lack of balance at this age and I wonder how my heart will survive the bigger ouchies in life she will have to endure from the not so serious to the serious. I need to build a bubble. A really, really big one.
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