Crash

Brock had his very first trip to the Emergency Room last week. He was in his high chair eating cheerios while i was getting dressed. I heard a crash and then the most horrible cry I have ever heard. When I found him he was on the tile screaming and Brekk was next to his playing with my flowers. I didn't see what happened but he may have had help getting out from his big brother. I was frantic, you would have thought he was my first baby. Because his Doctor is in Flagstaff 45 min away I decided to take his to the ER just to make sure he was OK. I was not all the way dressed, hair not combed, no make-up, Brekk was running around in only his diaper, and Brock was filthy dirty from crawling around all morning in his white onezie. I tried to call Burr who was working on a house in town but he left his cell phone home. How annoying!!!! At the time I was thinking worst case scenario, Brock had cracked his scull. Now that I look back I was being a very over protective mom. I hurried to get myself dressed, Brekken dressed, Quickly brushed my hair out and ran out the door. I dropped Brekk off at Corie's house and headed to the ER. On the way there a lady cut me off and I lost, I started crying from the stress and frustration. I was so mad at myself for not buckling Brock in (we normally don't because the tray sits right up against his belly), I couldn't get a hold off Burr, Brock was screaming in the car, and now some lady cuts me off. Arrrgh! Sob Sob Sob. Well Brock was just fine and we were in and out with in an hour. The moral of the story... always buckle your child in his high chair even if you think he will be OK with out it.