Long Day

Our Monday started with me missing my morning swim. Sigh. I turned off my alarm when I thought I was getting up with Davin at 5:10am, but by the time I got out of the bathroom he had stopped crying so I temporarily (or so I thought) got back in bed. Next thing I knew I was waking up and it was 6:45. Shoot. I'll have to make it happen on Wednesday. We did end up at the pool this morning after all though. Today was Weston's first day of swimming lessons!

He was pretty excited to show his teacher that he was a good kicker. He shot me a couple panicked looks during the first 10 minutes or so of the lesson, but he did everything the teacher asked and didn't cry at all. By the end, when they were playing ring around the rosy and red light green light, he was having a ball. I forgot my camera this morning, so I took this on our way into the building. Weston looks funny because he is saying "first day of swimming lessons!"
After lessons we went home and had a snack and some downtime. Davin took a nap (hallelujah!), and I got the bathrooms and tub cleaned. At lunch time we took off to meet up with my Dawnie and Mason for lunch and some fun at Jumpin Jacks. It was kind of weird. Everything was empty today. Usually 12:30pm at Chick Fil A is a zoo, but there was hardly anyone else there. When we pulled up to Jumpin Jacks I was afraid they were closed because there were no cars in front. Turns out we were the only ones there. It was really fun actually. We all jumped and went down slides. Even Davin got in on the bouncy action. I love that Weston looks like he's totally holding Dav down in this picture.

We were getting ready to do our last slide when I walked across the room to say goodbye to Dawnie. I was holding Davin and didn't realize that Weston was running up next to me. I accidentally bumped into him causing him to bang his head into the air hockey table next to us. Poor kid must have hit an edge because when I picked him up he started bleeding. A lot. Dawnie grabbed the owner guy and he grabbed the first aid kit. I wiped the cut to see how deep it was and tried to stop the bleeding. Needless to say we were done after that. I slapped a bandaid on Weston's face. The owner got him a balloon and a ring pop and we were out the door on our way to the doctor's office.

I have never had stitches and so far neither have my kids, so I wasn't entirely sure that this cut was stitch-worthy, but it looked wide and deep to me. I called ahead to the doctors and was told to come in and they would squeeze us in. I made arrangements to drop off Davin with a friend. Weston fell asleep on our way (which I wasn't entirely sure was ok) and we battled the afternoon traffic.

Weston was really lethargic when we got to the hospital (which is where our doctor's office is located). I carried him in and paid our copay. There was a basket of plush animals for sale to benefit March of Dimes. I decided Weston needed a lovey if he was going to have to endure stitches, so I bought him a little bear wearing a BYU sweatshirt. He latched right onto it and snuggled with me while we waited to be called back.

The doctor checked Weston out and said we could just glue the cut together rather than doing stitches. Weston did well considering I couldn't even hold his hand because of where the doctor and nurse were standing. He cried, but calmed down pretty quick when they were done. He was happy to get a Bruce (from Nemo) sticker on our way out and was somewhat back to himself by the time we got to the elevator, where he insisted on pushing all the buttons.
So yes, it was a long day. We battled 5:00 traffic, picked up a hungry, tired, cranky Davin (mainly because I neglected to leave Becca with the binki, burp cloth, or any food), and came home. Sigh. Now that everyone is in bed, I sit here blogging about our day and listening to "Let it Be." Seems appropriate. Sometimes things just happen and you have to run with it. I don't think that I do well under pressure, but, aside from leaving Becca unprepared for Davin, today I think I did pretty well. Perhaps I am starting to get this Mom thing down.