Just when I was leaving for work this morning, DS toppled over his play table and cut his gums. It was bleeding for a minute or so, and he has a little fat lip. Of course, I feel horrible. And I couldn't even stay to cuddle him, I had to leave just a few minutes after he calmed down. So I get to work and someone mentioned I look frazzled. I was juggling three gallons of juice and water for a staff breakfast we are having today, plus an armful of other things. I mentioned Jackson cut his lip and I was a little shaken, and I get told, "Ohhhhhh yeah. Welcome to parenthood." I get it. I do. He will get hurt more than once, some worse than others. I can't keep him in a bubble. But why does every one feel compelled to say that about anything you get remotely upset or stressed about? It's like those annoying folks who tell you to sleep while you can when your KU. Seriously, I tell you my kid got hurt and you take it as a time for some kind of initiation program? Blaaaah. Rough morning. I just want to be home with my boy.

Re: First big boo boo and a vent
Anyway, I hope your little guy feels better! We haven't had any serious injuries like that yet, but since DD is crawling faster and faster and pulling herself up to a kneeling position, I'm sure the day isn't too far away
ETA: Case in point- a few minutes ago I posted a mini vent on FB about DD getting into everything and then fussing when I put her in her walker/play pen. DH's aunt comments: "Sounds like motherhood to me!" Ha.
First round of Clomid in May 2012= BFP #1, DD born January 2013
BFP #2 in January 2014, DS born September 2014
You should have offered to give her a fat lip lol