So, last year it was Korbin cracking his head open on Easter…last Saturday, Hayden got his turn. He got his head slammed in the van door. HE is fine, he had a CT scan and thought it was the coolest ride. He refers to it as a doughnut in space. As we were leaving the hospital he says, "That was super cool mom" I told him I hope he enjoyed his $50. Ride. Our family was quite shaken up that night. I had been trying to get them loaded after a church party for about 30min. I was chasing Hayden around the outside of the church and trying to get the rest of them, including dad, to get in the car. No one was listening!!ARG. Then once we finally got in the car the last person thought everyone was in and Hayden was crawling in and SLAM! In the car, I told my kids I couldn't be a mom anymore and I was giving up because no one listens to me. I of course, started a huge meltdown and they all were bawling. Korbin didn't want to go to sleep until Hayden came home. They were all so worried about him. So some blood and swollen sides of his head for us to all learn a lesson. My kids, obviously, was to listen the first time. Me, don't ever say you can't be a mom anymore and I am giving up. Jason, to listen to his wife, the first time also! I truly am grateful for all of our trials. We are just an ordinary family learning through each experience that comes our way. I was so proud of how big everyone acted once he got hurt. (except me of course) Hali was so brave and watched the kids. I called several times over the 2 hours we were there. She was crying with Kora and Korbin the first couple of calls and then I was amazed at how strong she was. She told me she gave them hugs and said a prayer together that Hayden would be okay. I LOVE my kids and my husband. This is what I LIVE for. They are my LIFE!
