Blood cleans

For a long time now My baby girl has hated bleeding,

To the point where if she even got a scratch that turned red you would think she needed sutures.

And my old mind would just yell and say stop being scared,

A mindless effort to sway a mindful sponge,

If I continued down this road of unsuccessful yelling, who knows the outcome.

But tonight was different.

My baby had what look to be the beginning of a nail infection,

Luckily for her, daddy was and is still is an excessive nail bitter,

So nail infections are my specialty.

Blood scared her so imagine when she heard “INFECTION”.

She acted like this small white liquid was a foreign invader that would soon consume her body.

Instead of my old mindless attempt, I calmly explained there’s nothing to be afraid of it’s just how her body heals.

I parlayed this idea into blood.

I asked her why she hated blood so much.

She thought blood coming out was a bad thing.

No no no my baby girl blood cleans.

I brought my daughter back to one of her most traumatic experiences of her short beautiful existence. A bike accident

The first time my brave little girl was on her bike,

She fell and scratched her knee, and reason why til this day she has not rode again.

I asked her, “when you fell baby, what did you scrape your knee on?”- the road daddy

“And what’s on the road baby?” Idk

“Rocks, sand, and germs baby, so when you fell what did the blood do?”

It cleaned it all out daddy,

Yes my baby girl, blood cleans out the cuts and stops infections,

not the bandaids you cry for when boo boos happen. They stifle the blood that’s cleaning your cut

The sky’s opened,

A whole new aspect has popped into her moldable and always learning mind.

Soon after she was ready to tackle this nothing to worry about white liquid in her toe,

Squeeze it out daddy let’s get the blood flowing.

That’s my girl…..