I’ve been contemplating on getting a new yaya for Yuri for sometime now (I’m no martyr — it’s tiring to look after a 3-year old while working full-time!), but during these past few days, I’ve gone from plain contemplation to desperation! As in!
Yuri had a fever over the weekend. That’s nothing new – kids have fevers all the time. We’re blessed Yuri doesn’t get sick often. And even though he was running a temperature, he was still playing actively. Not as active as his normal level of active, but nothing to worry about. Then he developed cough and a cold, but still nothing to worry about.
So sorry to mislead you, but this has nothing to do with Yuri getting sick. (But he was so clingy when he was sick, so I was also wishing for a yaya during the time).
But no, I found myself desperate to look for a new yaya when Yuri, who was still not in his best form, got into a mild accident.
A few steps away from where I was.
You see, Yuri, who was still bothered by his cold, lost his footing and accidentally slipped on the floor — quite badly. I was used to Yuri falling (#boys), but this must have been his worst fall yet. He split both of his lips and cut his nose. There was blood everywhere. I even had to change my shirt because the shoulder part was already red with blood.
(I also checked his teeth to see if they were still complete. I was afraid his fall knocked a tooth out because he was bleeding so much!)
And it happened while I was on the way to the kitchen to prepare a wet cloth for his runny nose. I haven’t even gotten to the kitchen yet! All in a matter of seconds, people. I’ve turned my back on Yuri for at most 2 seconds! And then bam!
Of course I’m not blaming myself. No one could have prevented it from happening (unless you’re The Flash), so I don’t think I’m at fault here (please agree with me). However, I could not help but think the chances of it happening again would be reduced if he had a yaya again.
Not that he’d been totally accident-free when we had a yaya. In fact, quite funnily, when I saw my “memories” on Facebook, I saw this picture taken exactly a year ago:
There must be something about the 1st day of September! I even wrote about it here.
Seriously, though, even though Yuri insists he’s feeling perfectly fine now (and even denies he ever felt pain — this is despite him crying his lungs out earlier this afternoon), I need to have some peace of mind. I really think I need someone to look after Yuri full-time again!