I have always been a bit anxious, but when I had the boys, my anxiety sky rocketed. With Will I was a bit over bearing. Being a first time mom, I think that that is expected. He broke his foot before his second birthday, bonked his head multiple times learning to walk, and the year of ear infections added to it all. Needless to say, I became a bit over protective and tried to manage my anxiety with medication, which didn't work.
Now, with Mr. Eli, he really makes me anxious. He was crawling early, and started pulling up on things by the time he was 7 months. Started walking last month at 9.5 months. Hello...ANXIETY! I have to say, I have gotten better about bumps and bruises with him. A little bit calmer, but the nervousness is still there.
Until this weekend. My little, sweet, precious, dare devil Eli was walking around like the drunkin' sailor and scared the crap out of me. I was washing dishes and I hear him padding around behind me, and the next thing I know, he has pulled the over door open on himself! He is tall, so he reached on the dish towel that was wrapped over the bar and pulled!
At first I thought for sure he knocked his bottom two teeth out, because they just looked pulled forward. He was crying hysterically and his bottom lip was a bit swollen. No blood, no bruising. But, mama was totally freaked out. He wouldn't let me stick my finger in his mouth to check the teeth, so I decided to take him to the doctor.
At this point, I am so tense, totally freaking out that my baby messed up his teeth. And then I am blaming myself for not locking the oven door. When the doctor checked him out, he probably thought I was crazy because he said he looked fine.
It is so strange to me how my anxiety totally took over and I never took a moment to analyze the situation. My baby was fine. But, in my mind it felt like the world was crumbling. This is the first time, I really freaked out with Eli. I am hoping that the next time something happens, I can walk myself through it a little better.
Because after all, I have two rambunctious boys. I think I need to start doing Yoga again!