Well, today started off like most other holidays- Big B headed to work after a quick brekky and L'il B and I wandered the streets, hit the park and did some shopping. But, this time we stocked up on egg whites, sugar, kiwis, strawberries and blueberries- you guessed it, we made Pavlova!
Of course, all master plans go hand in hand with their unforeseeable setbacks: L'il B took a tumble right into the dreaded coffee table corner. Has there ever been a coffee table in the history of the universe that hasn't left a 1 to 5 year-old bleeding from the face? But, really?
He calmed down fairly quickly with the help of some of mama's milk, but after I had wiped most of the blood away, I realized to my horror that he had bit right through his lip!! A tiny bloody tooth mark lay just under his lip and you don't want to know what it looked like from the inside. So, we called Dada up, and said, "Dada, get home now!!", and we all drove to the emergency clinic to make sure stitches weren't in order. At this point, L'il B had completely forgotten about his spill and was much more interested in the hospital playroom and all the new toys he could get his grubby little hands on. Two hours later... the Doctor told us stitches weren't necessary and L'il B would probably just be left with a little scar under his lip. Thank goodness, lucky stars! I definitely had a very parental moment in that waiting room, as if this was the test that has made me a real, tried and tested Mama.
can you believe it? from one side of his lip to the other...
So after that little hiccup, we headed home and I threw the pavlova in the oven just in time for our little Australia Day dinner.
Hope everyone had a lovely and restful day, and that you were able to take the time to be grateful for the little things that make this country great. We are certainly very lucky that when our little ones hurt themselves even to a minor degree like today, they have access to a clean, modern, and efficient health care system.