So I'm a terrible blogger. . . does that make me a terrible mom? I hope not. Although, this weeks events lead me to question if I'm cut out for a little boy. No, nothing terrible happened, but there is so much rough housing that goes on, I'm not sure I have the energy. Can't we just have a tea party?!!
Needless to say Colm has a scrape on his upper lip and a bump on his head. (deep breath) Of course, both bother me more than they bother him. What else would you expect with a two year old? I got a photo of the lip so I'll post it tomorrow (wishful thinking, I know). I need to start an injury wall of fame.
On another note, this whole deal with Natasha Richardson scares the crap out of me. How many times has Colm bumped his head?? Too many to count! How am I to know if one bump causes an internal brain bleed? I already make sure he's breathing every night, now I have to make him wear a helmet all the time!
No one said parenting would be easy, did they?
