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/Kristen's back. I'm so glad.
Kristen's back. I'm so glad.
Yesterday, Katie showed me a tiny scar on the inside of her thigh. She wanted to know how she got it.
I remembered.
Katie's carseat buckles between her legs. When she was little, I accidentally caught her skin in the buckle when I fastened it. She screamed. I cried. Poor baby.
Sarah Anne's carseat buckles at the belly button. Much safer, right? Well, not really.
Sarah Anne has an umbilical hernia, also known as a "super duper, mega outtie." Her belly button is bigger than my thumb and sticks way out. And--you guessed it--I managed to catch it in the carseat. She screamed. I cried. You'd think I'd learn after twenty years of buckling carseats, but seriously, just as I was getting good at avoiding thighs and such, now I get thrown a belly button curve ball?
I'm including a picture here.
When Sarah Anne was really tiny, I kept bothering Mike about the belly button. He thought I was overreacting and it would look normal just like everyone else's. I thought otherwise, but I had a hard time googling images that looked like what I was seeing.
So, if you're a new mom out there looking for pictures of your sweet baby's "super duper mega outtie," it's an umbilical hernia. And don't worry too much, Mama dear; they usually resolve all by themselves in a year or so. But do watch that carseat buckle!
A few months ago, Mary Beth read Karoline a story about the moon.Karoline, who is two, was enchanted. Not long after the covers of the book closed, she declared, “I want the moon.” She was very matter of fact and saw absolutely nothing exceptional about this desire to possess the moon.
Every night, on his way home, my husband calls to see if we need anything. He’ll stop at the store and pick up a loaf of bread or a gallon of milk or … the moon? Karoline answered the phone when he called that evening.Read the rest here.
I'm Elizabeth. I'm a happy wife and the mother of nine children. I grab grace with both hands and write to encourage myself and others to seize and nurture the joy of every day. I blog here with my daughter, Mary Beth, a wholehearted young lady on the brink of adulthood.
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