Danger, Danger

OK, I guess I totally blocked out the memories of Keaton at Ryan's age. For good reason however!! To put it simply Ryan is just a plain danger to himself. I know it is part of his age but for gods sake I am going to be gray or back in school to get a doctors or nursing degree so I can take care of him from day to day. The child is hurting himself every time I turn around. He could be right in front of me or across the room and before I know it there is blood coming from somewhere. Lately the mouth has taken a beating. From falling while walking with a toy in his mouth to whacking his mouth on the windowsill to taking nose dives on concrete Ryan is just in need of a plastic bubble!! Last night after we took a delightful walk around the neighborhood and played outside for 45minutes it was time to go in and wouldn't you know it as we are walking into the garage Ryan tries to run so he wouldn't have to go in and whack!! He trips over his own feet and takes a chin dive onto the concrete. Chin met cement and cement won the battle! Boy did that one bleed and bleed and bleed. Not to mention the spot where he bit his tongue on the inside of his mouth. Blood was everywhere and I was cover, he was not so happy (lots of crying on this one folks) and poor Keaton wasn't sure what was going on. I hadn't seen a bleeder like that yet in my motherhood career. I manage to get the bleeding to stop, got us cleaned up and surveyed the damaged and boy it's not pretty. He looks ..... pitiful with a big bloody,bruised chin and I feel awful. I know I couldn't have done anything as it was a accidental fall but for the love of god, why do I feel like a lousy parent. I just pray that we can avoid all other accidents for as long as possible. I dont think I can take anymore this week.

The above picture of Ryan is his war wound. Not the greatest picture as he is not cooperative when taking pictures these days!