I wake up from my deep slumber and find myself smiling… Ah, it’s a Sunday!! I turn to see kiddo in her bed, blissfully sleeping, sucking her thumb and curled up over her blankies (One old, one new, one functional) and her Mic (Mickey mouse).
I came out to see that Mr. Hubby has indeed gone on his Sunday morning jaunt. The house is quiet. Ah ha, not for long, Ms. Noisy wakes up. She goes through all the morning routine of brush-brush, milk etc and gets busy with her toys and stuff. Going great so far!!
She soon gets tired of all her toys and wants to jump into the bathtub to splash around in water. I start the elaborate procedure of heating water; filling up the tub, make bubbles etc… Ok ready for kiddo to get in. I give her the usual instructions – No getting out of the tub, no running around bathroom on wet and slippery floor, no splashing water outside the tub, call me if you need anything.
I come out and settle down with a hot cup of coffee. I am taking a slow sip of hot coffee …
The noise startles me and makes me gulp down some hot coffee which mercilessly burns my tongue!!
My thought process kicks in. This is coming from bathroom… kiddo is in bathroom, hopes she is all right, there is nothing breakable in bathroom, wait or is she there? Did the mirror in the bathroom break? Did she climb somewhere, the monkey she is, and fall down?
I am sprinting towards the bathroom…
I peep into bathtub to see a few broken pieces of a vase… Ah Right!! The vase…
Kiddo looks taken aback. I take her out from the bathtub and put her in the bath area. I pull the glass door to ensure that she can’t come out. I am picking up broken pieces from the bathtub and I hear her sobbing. She is trembling, closing her thighs tightly one over the other and holding the walls. I am frightened thinking something might have hurt her down there as she was sitting in the bath tub.
I try to calm her down and check where she’s got injured; I see some blood stains on the bathroom floor. Kiddo freaks out at the sight of blood. Now, even I am worried. On inspection I see that she has got a teeny-weeny, utterly minor scratch on one of her ankles. And she is covering it with her other leg.
I explain to her why cuts and wounds bleed and that it is totally normal. She stops shaking but is still mighty upset and hung over. I give her a bath, but she keeps her “injured” leg closed the other leg. She doesn’t move from her place. I ask her to come out of the bath-room. She hops all the way out on one leg as I struggle hard to hold my laughter back. I pat her dry, put on her dress and give her, her blanket (that’s her comforter). I put a band-aid on the scratch and asked her to relax for a while.
I head back to bathroom to clean up the broken pieces of vase. Once done, I come out to check on Kiddo. She is already asleep!! She is still covering her “injured” leg this time with her blanky 🙂 It’s just 11 am in the morning; she woke up at 10! On weekends, she usually doesn’t take a nap at all or naps at 3 pm!! Today, she has an excuse, she is mighty hurt 🙂
Divya Rao is a mother to a 3.5yr old bundle of joy. She has one eye set on growing her career and the other watching and enjoying her little one grow up.