On Monday, my 8 month old daughter clocked me in the face. It stung but I did as mommies do- winced, recouped and then went about my business. Fifteen minutes later I had forgotten that it ever happened. For the next two days, I noticed that my eye was a little puffy. First I thought it was a bug bite and then decided it was an allergic reaction to something. I took a Benadryl- the answer to everything from hives to sleep deprivation. Then yesterday when I woke up, the swelling had gone down and a big blue bruise was in it’s place. My husband took one look at me and said, “You’ve got a shiner!” And then I remembered- she hit me!- The little devil. In 18 years, I will enact revenge by kicking her out of the house.
I blame Elmo’s underground fight club for this turn of events. First rule of fight club, never clock the mommy.
heidi- I blame Elmo for pretty much everything.
When my oldest was about 20 months, she kicked me in the lip during a tickle fight. It wouldn’t have been so bad if I weren’t pregnant with her twin sisters and had already popped a blood vessel in my eye from dry heaving from morning sickness. That was a pretty picture, me walking into the gym with a bulging belly, busted lip and blood red eye, saying “I can explain…!”
Just getting around to your beginnings… Lol
Around 18 months, my son head butted me, right in the face and broke my nose. I almost threw him off my last before common sense took over. Handed off to someone to stop my nose from bleeding. Fun times. Lol