I've been stressing the last week (and will continue for the next 2 weeks) over a variety of things. They all seem unimportant now with the two things I learned today:
Auntie M reported on her blog about an old man who literately ran over a two-year old with his suitcase. If I were the mother I think I would have attacked the old man. Little girl had a bloddy nose, cuts, wheel-marks the whole bit.
And if that isn't bad enough, I almost don't write this because it's so depressing, a friend of a friend lost her baby the day after her due date and then had to deliver the 11-pound child.
I'm speechless on both accounts, but it sure makes me forget everything that was stressing me out.
I'm going to be a bit further out of commission the next 10 days or so with craziness involved in packing our house for an addition that starts April 1, working on a fundraiser, celebrating a first birthday, and thanking my stars for the two different grandparent visits in two weeks.
Happy Easter everyone.
2 comments:
I know someone who went through the horror of a (known) stillborn delivery like that. As you say, it puts everything in perspective.
I went in today to be deposed for the court case. It turns out the little girl also had huge bruises and scratches on her legs (she was wearing pants). They may even fly me back to the UK to testify against the guy.
The detective expressed surprise that no one got up and socked the guy in the nose, but it happened so fast, he was gone before we could process it.
Oh, that is just terrible. All of it. I can't even imagine losing a baby like that.
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