Today has been a hard day. It was a rough night with Josh waking up crying twice and Tyler having a hard time getting back to sleep when Josh woke him up.
***This always seems to happen the night before I have to go into work***
They both slept in a little bit and then we all got up, got dressed, ate breakfast, and then headed out to go to Grandma Kim's house. I got Tyler out of the car first and he went to the fence to say Hi to Toby (the dog). Then I went around the car to get Josh (in his car seat) out. That car seat is pretty heavy so I get my strength up to pull the seat out. I looked up and noticed that Tyler wasn't by the fence. I figured that he went on the porch.
BOY WAS I WRONG!!!
He was right behind me. I lifted Josh in his car seat out of the car and tried to step backwards, and there was Tyler. I went back and fell right on top of him. We were in the driveway so I crushed his face into the cement with my HUGE body. My poor poor little guy.
I couldn't believe what just happened.

I grabbed Tyler and ran into my mom's house and told her to go and get Josh, who I left outside. I took Tyler to the kitchen to clean him up. At first I just thought that he just had some road rash on his face. But when I started cleaning him up I noticed that he had a big gash in his lower lip that went all the way through. There was a lot of blood and Tyler was really crying. I told my mom that I had to take him the the ER.

I left Josh with her and headed over to the IMC. Luckily my parents live right across the street from the hospital, so we got there quickly. I ran him into the ER (I was crying like a big baby) and got him signed in. I asked them if it was normal for the mom to cry more then the kid -- I guess that it is.

They took us back and took some of Tyler's vitals and then got us a room. I had to change him into a little gown and then we waited...and waited...a nurse came to see what he looked like...then we waited...and waited...the doctor came and said he needed stitches..the we waited...and waited...then the nurse came with supplies...then we waited some more...then the doctor came and it was go time. During all the waiting Tyler fell asleep in my arms for a little while and then Tony decided to come from work to be with us.

I was really glad that Tony was there for the putting in of the stitches. Tyler was pretty calm, until anyone wanted to look at his lip. They put him in this thing with straps that makes it so that he can't kick, wiggle, or really move much. Then it was time to clean his face and give him shots to numb his face.
THAT WAS THE WORST!!! I sat back and cried while they did that. It was so hard to hear him cry out in pain. The thought that I caused Tyler to be in that much pain was just too much for me. It broke my heart. What kind of mom does that to her kid? I know it was an accident, but I still felt and feel SO bad.

He had a hard time while the doctor put in the stitches. His lip was still bleeding a lot. With each new stitch it bleed more. He got 7 stitches and then we were able to take Tyler out of his bondage. He then just wanted to cuddle. While the doctor was telling us what to do with his cut, I started feeling really sick. I thought that I might throw up and then I was getting dizzy. I ended up having to lay on the bed for a while. It took a while, but I did start to feel better. We dressed Tyler and then got ready to go back to grandma's to get Josh. As soon as we got there Tyler wanted to go and play in the back yard. He really wanted to ride the 4-wheelers, but we decided to do that another day. He played a little, but then we all headed home.
His face is pretty scraped up and his lip is still really swollen, but he is in high spirits. He is still being silly and climbing everything, just like normal. That is the only thing that is making me feel a little better about this whole thing. I am still way depressed that it happened. The saddest part (besides my falling on my child) is that he doesn't even have a cool story to tell about how he got hurt. My big fat mom fell on me...that is not cool!
He is a fighter and will be better in no time...now it is time for me to get over my issues with the situation. I asked him this afternoon about what happened and he didn't even say that I fell on him, so that is good. He said that he fell on the sidewalk at grandma's. Let's hope that is the story that he remembers!