BAD Mama

So over the weekend I was putting Spotty to bed, that side of the house was dark and quiet. Spotty said he was really really thirsty so I said I would get him something and to stay in bed. I went to the kitchen and got him a glass of water and out of the corner of my eye I see him “hiding” I quickly turn to him and yell “get your ass back in bed sir” and he runs of laughing. As I stomp towards his bedroom I am aggravated because fuck, can’t he EVER just stay in bed for 5 seconds, then I hear him cry and in my head I’m like “serves you right you little bastard, you should have stayed in bed.” But then the crying doesn’t stop and the tone changes so I am running trying to find a light switch. Why is his mouth red I wonder as I scoop him up into my arms, why are there little red droplets in my hair as I walk towards the linen closet to grab a face cloth and watch as the whiteness quickly turns red. Shhhh baby mamma got you as I stumble over things to get to the kitchen and get him a freezer pop.

Yes my boy bit through his lower lip. No we did not go to the ER because his lip stopped bleeding fairly quickly. Yes, I feel like the suckiest mom on the planet because I did not run to him immediately when he cried.