Ana has a bruise on her stomach. A large one.

[conuly]

With a bump on it.

This is all my fault. She was not walking, and yelling, so I picked her up, you know, so there's no chance of her deciding to hit or kick me and kept walking. And she slipped and fell, and that must be how she got it, and I didn't know, and I should have known, and...

Why does it have a bump in the middle? She says it doesn't hurt.

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[conuly]

To be perfectly honest, at the time I really felt she kinda deserved it. I was trying to keep a grip on this kid, and she was flipping out having a tantrum, and we had to MOVE and get home.

And she said her stomach hurt, and I thought it was that she needed to poo (she'd been trying all day), and I could've just known about it sooner, and... I still feel bad. I know I didn't do it on purpose, but... I don't think I'll be hoisting her that way in the future. Not steady enough.

[(Anonymous)]

Yeah, but that is what parenting (or babysitting or child-rearing, etc) is all about - a learning experience. Kids don't come with user manuals, and lets face it, they can be difficult to take some days.

[conuly]

I guess.

Thank you for the effort, but I don't think it's working.

[(Anonymous)]

:( Wish I could help.
Hey, my son broke his arm while in my care...wasn't my fault, but I still feel bad about it...my husband still teases me about it.

Well, if you need me...I am here. Try and get some sleep...and keep me posted.
Take care, my friend.

[conuly]

To be even more honest, while I still feel bad, it's back-of-my-mind bad. There's nothing to do that "feeling bad" will help with, so I took a break, watched some TV, and am now fluctuating between "WOW! HOTNESS!" and "OMG! ANABANANA! POOR BABY!"