Ronan had his first big "digger" the other day, as my brother in law calls them, aka boo boo. He's pulling up onto everything now, and we were in the kitchen and he pulled up on the dishwasher door to a stand, and then fell and hit his head very hard on the wood flooring, and a huge goose egg ensued immediately. I really freaked out, being a first time parent and all, but my awesome neighbor helped me through it, and we rode to the ER in an ambulance. The EMTs remarked how they've never seen an infant be more calm than the parent.
Ronan's cat scan turned out super fine, no crack or bleeding, thank the lord. I really wish I would have handled the situation better, but now I'll know that I need to remain calm next time and not stress out and let that get the best of me. I am the parent. I am the one he looks up to, I need to remain calm and collected. For being a boy, there will be many more minor owwies to come, I'm sure.
Ever since then I've been dealing with anxiety again. I think it's just my body's way of flushing out the unnecessary stress I brought upon it this weekend. Breathing long and deep breaths is a good way to battle anxiety. And I am also so blessed that Ronan is fine and doing so well, he's the same happy and sweet boy he always is.
We live and we learn. I've learned I will try my hardest to remain calm for my own health in stressful situations to come. It took a couple years off my life last weekend, but I'll do anything to protect my sweet 'n strong Ro Ro :)
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