…please never open a conversation with this line unless you want your receiver to freak out. Because of course I did.
Mike called me twice on my way home from work then sent me a text message, “Call me when you get this message.” So I called him back and he told me “Don’t freak out. It’s Brooke. It’s no big deal. She’s okay.” And at this point, I had no patience and yelled, “Tell me already!” Apparently Brooke uses whatever core muscles she had and pulled herself forward out of her car seat (that was placed in the living room) and fell out. She landed on a plastic toy and torn up her face a little. Mah-mah was so freaked out she called Mike. After Mike told me, I was okay with it. She was just bruised in the face last week when she tipped over onto a board book.
On my drive home, I was wondering if I’m a scary mom. Why didn’t Momma Lam call me herself? I went home went upstairs to check up on Brooke. She looked fine to me. She turned her head towards me and I saw the scraps for the first time….(my reaction is reminiscence of when Christine sees the Phantom’s face for the first time)…NO WONDER Grandma was so freaked. It looked terrible! Poor girl.
Despite what it looks like, Brooke is fine. And despite how relieved we are that this episode is over, it is only the beginning of the many spills, scraps and bruises these kids will have.
With recent news that my company will be switching buildings, I had to check out a montessori that’s closer to home. It makes more sense now and I should have thought about it when I was looking into schools.