Some days I'm quite happy I don't know what comes next. Other days I wish I did so I could stop things from happening.
On Thursday my daughter took a fall down the stairs at her house. She could not break the fall with her hands as she was carrying the baby in his car seat and landed on her side and back. She suffered a big injury to her liver and the first 24 hours were all about waiting. Anxious waiting. She has a concussion and probably a whiplash injury to her neck. We will find out after the CT she's taking right now.
Suddenly I have found myself the primary caregiver of two little boys for the forseeable future. The first day was quite stressful, but things are slowly falling into place as they tend to do.
I keep telling myself to take deep breaths but I'm afraid I will crumble If I do. Please keep us in your thoughts and prayers.
Don't I feel the fool complaining the
other day about the little problems this summer...