Showing posts with label bruise. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bruise. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Black Eye

Does it sound bad that I was disappointed that Micah's latest fall didn't turn into a black eye? I mean, not that I wanted him to get injured, but if he was going to get hurt near the eye, now's as good a time as any to have his first black eye! He is a boy. It's bound to happen sometime soon.
Micah fell on a toy (not in my care, for once!) and got a little bruise and a little swelling as a result. Here he is trying to remember and show me where the boo boo is:
almost, but not quite...
not there either...oh well...
I had a hard time fully capturing the redness, bruising, and swelling, so this was the best I could do. It's not that bad, but probably seems a little worse since it is on his face and since his legs are more bruised than normal right now from learning to go down our outside (sharp-edged) steps backwards and knocking his shins on the edging...poor little guy! I promise it's not us!!


Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Pillow Fights

My husband has recently learned that our son loves to have pillow fights! Granted, my son just turned 1 and cannot "fight" back, but he has some of his biggest belly laughs ever during these special moments with my husband. He plays on a big bed so the "knockouts" have a soft landing, and Micah just keeps coming back for more. It's hilarious to watch!
Last night as I was getting ready to leave the house, I heard them playing in the other room...then I heard a loud thump, followed by a second or two of silence, followed by "that can't be good" and then came the crying.
As much as this game has been fun and full of laughter (and seemingly safe) my immediate thought was that my husband accidentally knocked Micah off the bed. Bad thought, I know, but that's all I could think had happened. I ran into the other room to a crying baby reaching out for me. Matt said he was off the bed and was walking pretty fast towards some shelves nearby when he slipped and he thought he hit his forehead on the shelves. It wasn't long before we saw the blood coming out of his mouth though, and quickly realized it wasn't his head. Poor guy got a little bit of gum, a little lip, and cheek. Gum and lip were creating the blood and cheek was red and turning into a bruise. He cried hard for a bit, Dad felt horrible of course, but a little juice and yogurt quickly cured all woes...
Here's a look at the red/bruising cheek and bloody shirt shortly after.

And the next day, a little showing of the bruise and slightly puffy lip. His gums up top are a little red, but seems as though everything is where it should be...

Thursday, September 3, 2009

First Bruise


It's not a terrible one.
It's not real obvious unless you know it's there.
But I know it's there and I know he did it in my presence, so I am reminded that I am at fault. Or that he is all boy and it's about time he got a bruise...
He was playing with a table, and even though he is very small for his age, he is bigger than the table. He wanted to pull himself up, and instead he pulled the table down. Fell back and hit his head and the (metal) table landed on his face. Poor guy! I felt horrible and he screamed...but eventually he stopped and he forgave me for my lack of catching the table before it left it's mark. It's not too too bad, but it's there. His first real bruise.