I am sore today. Pari has recently started trying to walk holding the objects in her reach. Sometimes her judgement of what would be a good support isn’t right and the outcome, I see her falling down quite often.
The sound of a thud indicating Pari falling down, is something I don’t want to hear, but something that I can’t control either. In the past couple of days, ever since Pari has started standing up holding the dressing table in her grandparent’s room, she seems to have fallen in love with her sweet self all over again.
I say so, for I know she already enjoys admiring herself in the mirror, but this new-found fascination caused something disastrous today. In an attempt to admire herself in the new dress she’d worn after bath, she let go off both her hands (which I constantly stop her from doing) and what happened next was something that reached my ears before it met my eyes.
A heart piercing, blood curdling cry that indicated that something had seriously gone wrong. She fell with her chin hitting the edge of the dressing table causing her teeth to graze mercilessly on her lips. Though the bleeding stopped within moments of my applying ice but it took me a long while to soothe Pari from her uncontrollable crying.
After around half an hour of loving, cooing, consoling, distracting, rocking, swinging, visit to the garden in our house in the scorching afternoon and listening to Lakdi ki Kathi in a loop for all this time, Pari finally dozed off.
Pari has had a fair share of hits, falls and bumping that is an inseparable part of learning and growing up. But, today’s fall has been the severest of them all. She has developed a big hematoma on her upper lip and I was dreading the time she’ll wake up, for it is surely going to be sore for a while.
Though the good news is, when she woke she seemed to have forgotten all about the accident, despite a swollen face and resumed her mischief just like every other day.
If you are wondering how did I react after reading the first line I started this post with, let me assure you, I was quite calm, composed and normal all the time though something hurt me deep inside. I feel sore from within but am too numb to react with tears, or is it normal to not cry? I am not too sure though.
It has been an exceptionally emotionally draining day cause of many other reasons besides Pari’s fall. I am just hoping things change with time and get better with each passing day.
The song on my mind: Ye Jeevan hai ~Piya Ka Ghar