Ok..so I am assuming that when anything happens to your child we all take it to heart..run through our minds saying "should of..." Beating ourselves up over and over again and so on...And I think it hits harder when you are a stay at home mom...really ya have one job...keep your child safe! And then when something happens you really take it hard..or atleast I did. being a stay at home mom and a young one at that I attempt to shatter the mold that young parents suck...things like this really dont help me out lol. But hey..if this is the worst thing to ever happen well then were blessed...but still it sucked big time to get the "where were you?" over and over again by every single person that saw her tiny lil finger I responded "high as a kite at the bar of course!!!" (kidding!!! I was at home with her like always...she is 2...anyone who has a 2 year old knows how quick they move and how little time they need to get into something huge!) So enough yacking...I have a set of those show time knives that chop down trees...cut cars in half and what they forgot to say "slice fingers off children" yeah I know thats standard with all knives...I was getting dinner started and had to use the bathroom (I know how dare I try to crap in peace hu?) And she pulled her chair up to the counter...got her lil hands on a nice sportsman knife out of the block (which was never used so ultra sharp still) and attempted to cut an onion...she missed....

Here's the knife after the fact..


What I saw when I came out of the bath room







Then her..after the paramedics came..after the 3 hours in the hospital at 11pm we got home..7 stitches later she is smiling lol...stitches are out now...the dates are wrong on the pictures..wasnt really thinking about setting the date/time at that point

this happend 1 month ago..her finger healed well....obviously there is a nice scar...would post the picture of the wound its self but I duh know how family friendly that is
She did well through out it all..didnt cry but yeah I was sent into a heavy shock when I came around the corner..seeing her shaking on her lil chair blood dripping at her feet..her lil blue eyes HUGE...I sat in the chair holding her hand between us and singing to her until the paramedics came (I was to shakin to drive at first..I calmed down and did drive her after a bit if calming down) I've worked in vet hospitals and even hospitals and have seen larger amounts of blood then this and way worse scenes then this...but something about seeing your baby hurt can knock a grown person out...