My poor Brody!

Guilt is never a fun feeling, but I must say mommy guilt has to be the worst! I always miss Brody and hate having to leave him at school, but today made that feeling increase exponentially(Josh's favorite big word by the way). At about 1:15 I hear on the radio that I need to go to Brody's room because he fell and has a laceration on his head. As I get to his room my poor baby just holds me as I look at a gushing cut on his eyebrow. Numb with emotion I attempt to call Josh but he doesn't answer. I carry him in my arms and tell my class I have to go and drop them off in the 4 year old room. I decided to go to the highland hospital since I was only 3 minutes away. I was very apprehensive but everyone was wonderful!
The cut was too large to put on glue or strips so we had to do the traditional stitches. They didn't want to put him under, so they strapped him down in an indian like papoose to attempt to immobilize him. Ha! Brody is a fighter. Still took 5 people to hold him down/still and oh my was he screaming. So upset and mad and so hard for me. Kept looking at me with big sad blue eyes screaming mommy, mommy! He cried the whole time and I was good and only cried 75 percent of the time :). They asked me if I wanted to leave but wanted to be with him. At least Josh got there right after they strapped him down and I called a mere 16 times.  Apparently lawnmowers are loud and hard to hear a phone ring ;)  Thankfully Josh didn't cry. 5 stitches or so later, not sure couldn't bear to watch anymore, and he was done. Then Brods downed a smoothie from full to empty in 5.2 seconds and the world was good again. Now praying for a quick recovery, no scars, and no stitch pulling curiosity.

All patched up with the numbing medicine

Glad it's over!!