30 Seconds

I ordered pizza tonight for dinner for the first time in a long time.

I knew it was a bad idea nutritionally. But I had no idea just how bad things would get in the 30 seconds it took to talk to the delivery man.

I had left Brynlie on the counter in her bouncer and Kennedy was happily sitting next to her waiting for food. I had answered the door and was handing the man his money when I heard a sickening scream come from Brynlie. I closed the door and ran back up to them. Everything was just as I had left it, only now Brynlie was almost purple in the face, she was screaming like I have never heard, and she had real tears.

I picked her up to soothe her with no luck. I tried to feed her with no luck. She would not stop. It wasn't until then that I noticed the guilty look on Kennedy's face.

To make a long story short, Kennedy had pushed in Brynlie's soft spot on her head. Brynlie was hysterical, and she had a huge dent in her skull where I could see her pulse pumping like mad. When I felt the indentation I got so sick to my stomach.

I instantly called her doctors office and amazingly someone was still there after hours and they said to bring her in. I hung up the phone and called my mom to watch Kennedy and completely lost it. I was crying so hard my mom couldn't even understand me. In my mind, Kennedy had just stuck her fingers in Brynlie's brain and I had no idea what to expect. All I knew was I had a very upset child who would not eat or calm down. I did a lousy job holding it together. A minute ago We were excited for pizza. Now we were in panic mode and rushing to the doctor.

30 seconds. That's all it took.

I drove like a maniac sobbing to my parents while Kennedy excitedly pointed out things on the way oblivious to what she had done. I was so mad at her and also felt so upset with myself for being mad because she didn't get it. She had no idea how bad this was.

I explained the situation to my parents and after freaking my mom out, left for the doctor.

On the way I called Cory to tell him what was happening.

I arrived at the doctors office with a tear stained face and swollen eyes but Brynlie had settled down and was acting normal besides the huge hole on top of her head. My blood pressure started to come down a bit as we waited our turn.
The doctor examined her and said that Kennedy had pushed forcefully enough that she had caused some of the bone "plates" to overlap each other. Sure enough, there is now a slight ridge on her head where that occurred. He said it's even possible she may have fractured her skull. Both will heal on their own and correct themselves as her bones fuse together over time. He also said it's unlikely there was any damage to the brain but told me what to watch out for in case there was.

So far She has been in the clear and she drank her bottle just fine before bed. But the poor thing has a sore head and probably quite the headache. He applied slight pressure to her head in various places and each time she cried, so I know she's hurting.

I tend to fly off the handle but when it comes to my babies who I would do anything for, that is to be expected. It was scary and not the evening I had planned. I am so glad Brynlie is going to be ok and that I don't have a brain damaged child. Since I'm not a physician, I instantly assumed the worst haha. But when your baby is that upset and has a dent in her skull, what else do you assume? Ugh! I was terrified. Even though I kept telling myself it would be ok. I sure love that little nugget.

I came home drained, ready for bed at 7:30, and took my feelings out on the forgotten pizza.

And when I say I ate my feelings, that is an understatement.

I ate the whole damn large pizza...

...in what seemed like 30 seconds.

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