Showing posts with label Children's hospital. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Children's hospital. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Warmth of the heart....


I can’t seem to get it out of my head.

It was a tragic night for another bloggy Mom, Shellie. Her son was found at the bottom of their pool yesterday. He was only two years old.

All night it’s been running through my head and when I got the chance… I grabbed a hold of LaLa, my little two year old daughter and held on a little tighter. I gave her an extra kiss on the top of her head and nuzzled her baby soft neck.

I can’t imagine what this family is going through. No one should ever have to bury their child.

Sometime today, please take a few minutes to send good energy and a thought of strength to the family and a few other families that might need it.






*Steve Wells: 57 year old grandfather of 5 who passes away yesterday morning from cancer. He was diagnosed in October and put up a good fight.

*CeCe and her family, who lost baby Nora last week. She left behind a tiny twin sister and big brother, Hulk.

Warm blessings and thoughts from us here in Colorado, our hearts ache for you and your loss.

Monday, August 10, 2009

One year old and a three foot fall

*Warning: If you are weak of the stomach, you might not want to read this or look at the photos*

Yes, you read the title correctly.... the little one thinks she is a flying squirrel.

Baby LaLa and I had just walked up the stairs going into the house and I stopped to talk with Dave and our neighbor.

She decided she wanted to go down to the grass to play with her sister and Jake. She did not see that the step wasn't there.

She fell, three feet to the ground and her forehead hit the metal divider between the grass and the flowerbed.

Blood.... tons of blood.

Oh, and almost as many tears as there was blood.

By the time the bleeding stopped, Dave looked like Jackson Pollack painting and we now have two dishtowels stained with the little one's blood.

Dave wrapped up her head like she was a WWII survivor.



Then, her father and I took her to Children's Hospital. I love Children's Hospital, they are wonderful! They got us in and out in three hours, she got two stickers and a ton of love!

She got six stitches, we are still hoping there is no broken nose.

I don't have an "after" picture yet.. just a before...




Pretty icky huh?