Prior to being a mom, a day like today would have done me over.
1. For the first time in forever, I ironed a shirt this morning...on the floor. (I'm way too lazy to pull out the ironing board.) I unplugged the iron (still on the floor) and told my 1-year old not to touch it. Overestimating my child's self-control and obedience levels, I continued to get ready and forgot about the iron. He grabbed it and burned his teeny little baby hand. He cried for a really long time as I tried to persuade him that holding an ice pack is helpful even though I know it still really hurts. I eventually put on some ointment and wrapped his sweet hand in gauze. Most of the day he was a trooper, but occasionally he'd look at the wrap and whine.
2. We had some friends over and all the boys were jumping on the trampoline. I was sitting on the bench just beside the trampoline. Suddenly I saw Evan's body fly onto the bench next to me. His wide eyes matched the horror of someone quickly pulled underwater. I reached out and grabbed him just in time to prevent his head from smacking the cement ground. He scraped his back as he fell onto the bench but he was mostly crying out of panic as I held him, both of our hearts racing.
3. During all the falling out of the trampoline hullabaloo, I missed the knock on the door that was my new phone being delivered. (My current phone is all but broken.) Since I wasn't there to sign for the package, they didn't leave the phone. They'll try to deliver it again tomorrow.
4. After our friends left, Evan had a pediatrician appointment...during which he failed the eye test. Add optometrist to our list of doctors. Oh, and I may have neglected to tell him the appointment would include a finger prick, TB test, and 3 immunizations. (5 pokes total and many more tears) Thank goodness the donut store was just a few doors down as a consolation prize.
5. During the check-up I received a voicemail. Jennifer from such and such child development center...she had some questions for me about the developmental questionnaire I filled out for Seth a few weeks ago. I called her back when we got home. According to the answers I gave her, Seth wasn't passing the autism/asperger's screening. I'm no child specialist, but personally I thought the questions were dumb and non-indicative.
Her: Do you want a referral to have a further consultation?
Me: No, thank you.
Somehow I ended today with peace and positivity. Being a mom has made me strong.