When “Unknown” popped up on my cell phone as incoming, I thought maybe it was an automated doctor office call. It wasn’t. The woman calmly explained she was calling from Charlotte’s school and (this is the part where my heart temporarily sank to my knees) wanted to let me know my daughter was kicked in the face while on the monkey bars in an unfortunate accident. There is a red mark by her eye and ice was put on it in the nurse’s office but she doesn’t need to go home or see a doctor and she’s not crying. Okay, I can breathe again. A chat with Charlotte over the phone later confirmed she is one tough girl and that it was best Daddy and I downplayed it. So appreciated the call. It put me in my mom’s shoes many years ago when she was a teacher and the principal came to her classroom informing her I had fallen at the babysitter’s and cut my forehead open. (You’ll see the scar on my hairline when my bangs are swept far enough to one side.) Thankfully this time no stitches or broken bones–currently we know four children in casts, all kindergartners! The crazy thing, Nana said she had a premonition today that Papa’s fear Charlotte would get hurt on the monkey bars would come true. Now that’s scary.
Posted under Baby Thomas: Month 40
This post was written by Tara on October 18, 2011