Sorry I haven't blogged in a while. We had an accident happen, and it has taken me a while to be okay with blogging about it. A couple of weeks ago, Blaine was standing on a chair at the table. He leaned against the table and the table skid across the floor. Blaine fell and hit his mouth on the ground. When I went to pick him up, he had blood gushing from his mouth and he was missing a tooth. I tried to stay calm, but I was freaking out! I had him bite on a cold, wet wash rag to stop the bleeding. After a couple minutes Blaine stopped crying, but then I started crying! I found the tooth and put it in a cup of milk. We went to the dentist office, both covered in blood, and they got him back right away. The dentist said he could put the tooth back in but there was no guarantee it would stay in. I had to leave the room while they put the tooth back in. I could hear Blaine crying so, of course, I started crying! It was awful! The dentist said Blaine was only crying because I wasn't there, and that it didn't seem to hurt him at all. Once we got home, Blaine and I sat on the couch and watched a movie. Blaine fell asleep on my chest, he was pretty worn out, and I bawled! My little baby! I felt like such a terrible mom!
Well, that night I noticed Blaine chewing on something. At first I thought he was chewing on his lip because he had bit it when he fell and it was swollen and some of the skin was coming off. Oh no! It was his tooth! It had fallen out and he was chewing on it. So, my baby boy is officially missing a tooth.
Well, that night I noticed Blaine chewing on something. At first I thought he was chewing on his lip because he had bit it when he fell and it was swollen and some of the skin was coming off. Oh no! It was his tooth! It had fallen out and he was chewing on it. So, my baby boy is officially missing a tooth.
He doesn't really seem to notice, but I cried for 2 days straight. Everyone thought I was silly for being upset. They kept saying it wasn't my fault and there was nothing I could do about it, but I still felt awful. Honestly, I still feel bad about it. I'm sure I will always feel bad. Blaine will be thirty years old and I'm sure I will still sometimes cry when we talk about it.
Here are a couple of pictures.
My sweet baby boy.
The tooth. (My mom and Summer said I had to keep it. Weirdos!)