It was finally less cloudy and not raining yesterday afternoon so my son got to play outside in the front yard. He is definitely and outdoors kid and having a rainy weekend really bummed him out. Unfortunately, playing outside means he is much more likely to get hurt. And of course he did. He fell while taking a step off our porch and skinned his elbow and cut the knuckle of his thumb. He actually handled it really well…until I tried to clean him up.
His thumb was bleeding so I took him inside and washed it off. Then I put some neosporin on the cut and put a band-aid over it to keep it clean and to keep him from wiping off the ointment. As soon as that band-aid was on his bottom lip poked out (a sure sign he is about to burst into tears) and then the waterworks started. He tried to get the band-aid off himself and couldn’t so he just cried. I tried to reason with him, but a 19 month old isn’t very reasonable. I tried to distract him which didn’t work either, so I just took the band-aid off and we went back outside.
I noticed as he was playing that his thumb was still bleeding and that was a little bothersome, but he really didn’t seem to care. When we came back inside before dinner I had to wash the blood back off his thumb and I thought I would give the band-aid another go. I put on some more neosporin (I knew he had gotten dirty outside and I really didn’t want it to get infected). I put some on his elbow scrape as well for good measure and attempted to do the band-aid thing all over again. Of course the tears and the boohooing started all up. But I had a new trick up my sleeve. I decided to put a band-aid on my own thumb and on my own elbow to show him that it was okay. So that is when I got my smartest mom of the year award…
That didn’t work. I tried to get him to play and stop messing with the band-aids which didn’t work as well and not only that but he kept trying to pull off my band-aids too. So, I gave up. Took off his band-aids and mine too so that we could just get on with our day.
My son has just gotten to that age where I have to pick my battles. I can do my best to keep his wounds clean but I’m not going to let him just keep crying and crying over a band-aid. Hopefully, when he gets older (and more reasonable) I can explain to him the importance of keeping it covered, but until then all he knows is something is on his skin that shouldn’t be there.
Oh, did I mention I think my son might be showing early signs of OCD. I’m sure I’ll get into that later.
Today his thumb looked a little rough, but I’ll keep an eye on it in hopes that it won’t get infected. At one point today he either bumped the sore part or remembered it was there because he came over to me with a sad look on his face and wanted me to kiss his thumb. He kept having me kiss it over and over which was pretty adorable.
Even though he isn’t at the most reasonable age he is at the age where mom’s kisses are better medicine than band-aids and I’m okay with that.
I’m definitely okay with that.