Nothing could be more perfect than me and my boy on a beautiful, sunny day. But, life isn't always smiles and sunshine. Life is about the climb, that fight to makes every day the perfect day. I have found that my day can always be perfect if I don't let the circumstances define the situation. It's all about running from the lightening and learn to dance with the beat of thunder, holding my head high and singing in the rain. And, if my spirit remains strong enough, I can hang on for the shimmer of sunshine when the rain is gone.
And, so, I press ahead with each perfectly imperfect day...
Brandt has had a bit of a rough spurt lately. He got a bloody nose on Tuesday when he was trying to dance to "Ring Around the Rosie." That was followed by tripping into the coffee table and a crash on the floor on Wednesday. Poor kid. His falls, paired with his anemia, Always seem to leave him with some pretty yucky bumps and bruises.
Thursday was the biggest fall. When I got to the sitter, the two of us were talking while Brandt was playing on the patio. Suddenly, Brandt ran to me crying. Poor boy missed his mommy, or so I thought. I comforted Brandt and we left soon after.
But, when we got home and put Brandt in the tub, we quickly knew something was wrong. He was screaming bloody murder. He would not stop screaming. Right away, Darrin found that Brandt had a skinned hand and knee. I went in for a closer look, and discovered that Brant's hand was blistered-- it was badly burned.
After talking to the sitter and putting together all of the pieces, we think Brandt was trying to pet Eugene, the tortoise. Unfortunately, his balance isn't so good and he probably fell into the heat lamp--thus, he skinned his knee and burned his hand. And, this most likely happened while the sitter and I were chatting, when Brandt came running to me crying.
Immediately, we took him to the doctor, and he was treated for second degree burns. The doctor told us that it was very fortunate that the inside of his hand wasn't burned because we would have automatically been referred to a plastic surgeon, if that was the case. Apparently, the palm won't heal because the skin contracts too much as it is trying to heal. So, luckily that wasn't the case. They medicated and wrapped him, and they sent us on our way.
Because we were told he needed to keep his hand clean and wrapped, I stayed home with him Friday. But, as I said--got to run away from the thunder and enjoy the calm of the storm, so I bought Brandt 'Angry Birds' athletic wrap to keep his hand covered and looking like a cool dude! Our three day weekend was filled with fun. Brandt got a new 3T/4T wardrobe, along with beach toys, a bubble blower, and a backyard kiddie pool. We went to the park, and we went on bike rides. We went out for lunch and had a picnic outside. We weren't going to let a little burn hold us back.
But, perhaps the biggest part our weekend was starting to potty-train Brandt. I had bought Brandt a "Cheer for Me" potty a while back, but he hadn't showed much interest in it yet. At the recommendation of the sitter, I bought Brandt an Elmo potty seat for the big boy potty. What a success! He was so excited and laughs every times he tinkles or goes poo-poo. He is so proud of himself, and I couldn't be more proud of him. We had a very successful weekend with very few accidents. I kept telling, "oh, no, you can't go pee-pee on Thomas (Thomas the Train undies), and he thought that was soooo funny!
And though Brandt is only 22 months, I read an article about a school for down syndrome children that potty-train all their students at 18months. Their secret--they make the kids go every 15minutes. I followed suit by putting Brandt on a potty timer. We started at 10 minute intervals and worked our way up to 20 minute intervals. He did so wonderfully--he even went poo-poo (like 6 times) on the potty. I hate to jinx it, but this is way easier than I thought it would be, though my back is killing me from constantly putting him on and taking him off the potty. Hopefully, the sitter can continue to work with him this week, and then I can really buckle down with him next week during spring break. With consistency, he'll be completely potty-trained before I know it!
So, we definitely didn't let his bumps, bruises, or burns get us down--we made the most out of every moment together! Love this kid!
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