Hard Day

Today was a hard day. An emotional day. A day full of tears, anger and questions. It was Ava's first day in her new classroom, she's moving up now because she's two. She was with her preschool class, playing on the indoor play structure, when a child (who is known to be aggressive) bit her. It's not just any bite. It broke the skin, is placed right by her eye and left a huge red and blue circle on her face. She didn't take his toy, she wasn't even playing with him, she was just in the wrong place at the wrong time.

As a mother, you want to protect your kids and when that isn't a possibility it's heart wrenching. Thank God that her doctor said it's not deep enough for stitches, but still, I know it hurt.

She hasn't mentioned a thing about it, has probably already moved on, but as her mother I'm heartbroken that I wasn't there to rescue her. I'm praying that this never happens again, but the sad truth is that there will be more times in her life when I will not be able to save her...and those too will be hard days.

Oh, needless to say, the bite was so violent that the child was asked to not return to the preschool. So sad that it had to happen to my baby...