Monday, May 16, 2011

Thwack, Thud, Whah!

Remember the old Batman TV show?  We used to watch it on Saturday mornings - the reruns of couse.  I'm not that old!  Anyways, whenever there was a "fight" huge cartoon letters spelling out the fighting sounds would appear on the screen. 





(side note: just realizing now, that when this happened, you never actually saw Batman's fist connect with anyone. Too much violence for TV in the 70's?  Man, those were the days...)

Anyhow, these are the sounds we are hearing in and around our house lately.

THWACK!

THUD!

WHAH!

When Miss T was getting ready to start walking, everyone warned me...

"Watch out, she's going to be into everything"

"She's never going to stop!"

What they failed to warn me about was the transformation into a walking disaster that she's become.  She's still only taking a few tentative steps on her own here and there, but the girl has the courage of a lion!  She has no fear in ripping her hand out of mine when we're walking down the sidewalk.  But that's when we hear "THUD.... WHAH!"

Poor little girl, if only the "other guy" looked worse!  And I'm not sure which is worse, the thud of her skull hitting the cement, the ear piercing cries, or the silence in between while you wait for the cries.  Just an FYI, the longer the silence, the louder the cry!


The other part of this is yet another layer of Mommy Guilt.  Because, of course, it's my failure to protect her and keep her from getting hurt.  And now I have a constant reminder of my failures everytime I look at this sweet face.


At least she keeps going.  The picture below is a little blurry because when I focused the camera, she was steadily holding onto the table.  Then without warning, she started charging me. I barely got the camera down before she lunged and I had to catch her!

3 comments:

Erica said...

Hang in there...I have a feeling they're going to get into things that we don't want them to for the rest of our lives. But, just like now, we'll always be there to try and help them up when they fall. :)

Katy said...

Ashleigh had a perma-bruise on her forehead from 15 or 18 months until about 2.5. She never stopped. I felt like the worlds worst mom. Then our pediatrician looked at her bruised up shins at a check up and when he saw my face as he looked at her legs he turned to me and said, 'This is good. It means she's up and around and playing. I'd be concerned if she DIDN'T look like this'. I try to remember that now. Bumps and bruises happen as kids start to explore their surroundings. It's normal and necessary for them to get to the next step. Pretty soon it will all heal and it will only be a distant memory as you chase her down the street!

melbry15 said...

Thanks ladies! Seriously, I shed tears of relief after reading your posts! I felt like the worst mom in the world the past couple of days!