tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post7751344240240387786..comments2023-11-02T08:09:02.234-04:00Comments on Her Bad Mother: Heart, Dropped.Her Bad Motherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03535958887714152413noreply@blogger.comBlogger88125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-90806775564797248822007-02-28T16:25:00.000-05:002007-02-28T16:25:00.000-05:00Hi, I just found your blog and happened upon this ...Hi, I just found your blog and happened upon this entry. No matter what you do, your kids get hurt because of the nature of childhood. They are exploring, they are testing their limits. Somehow I have been able to dodge the emergency room bullet but I have had my moments. Like when my daughter was 14 months old, walking and fell, bit her lip, and was COVERED in blood. So bloody she had to take a bath. The doctor had us give her ice cream, and we did not end up going to the ER but she has a little scar to this day on her lip.<BR/><BR/>You are not a bad mother, not a bad parent, you are human and shit happens sometimes, even when you are doing everything you are supposed to.Audreyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07567282327927356266noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-47921828460697827922007-02-23T22:52:00.000-05:002007-02-23T22:52:00.000-05:00You probably don't need any more reassurance and I...You probably don't need any more reassurance and I'm late getting here.<BR/><BR/>You're right; the silence is the absolute worst. We've had more than one of those and I can remember the heart stopping terror and the seconds that seemed endless.<BR/><BR/>These things happen. They've happened to me and to millions more like you and me. You could have been looking right at her and it still might have happened.Grannyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17283823157675990935noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-80644266456052883962007-02-23T06:24:00.000-05:002007-02-23T06:24:00.000-05:00So so I know you have like a million comments on t...So so I know you have like a million comments on this already, but I just have to add my own.<BR/><BR/>My heart started racing as I read about what your family went through. How horrible! <BR/><BR/>Parents, most of us anyway, do the best we can, and yes, our eyes will stray for a moment. That's when our world can fall apart.<BR/><BR/>I hate to admit it, but I've forgotten to buckle up my two year old in the car twice. TWICE! You'd think I would have learned my lesson after the first time. Thankfully, no accident to cause him harm. But I might have had a heart attack glancing back and seeing him lean forward enough to slide out of his car seat.Mamacita Tinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11984053506182838282noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-21700974103268993842007-02-22T10:41:00.000-05:002007-02-22T10:41:00.000-05:00Okay, I can tell from the large number of response...Okay, I can tell from the large number of responses that you've had your it's okay moment. But I have to share. My son is a lot like WB...he climbs, he jumps, he has no fear whatsoever of anything. WHen he was about wonderbaby's age...he fell out of the cart at Target. And that silence...I was right there as well, but had turned my head for 2 seconds to find the other child...and BAM! Reading your post brought it all back. I still can't be at Target and not remember and feel that little knot forming in my stomach. That was 3 years ago, and I still worry about what damage he may have caused. Seriously, how do they bounce like that?Mamalanghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00200657325831762553noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-86322731610781770012007-02-21T21:59:00.000-05:002007-02-21T21:59:00.000-05:00I hope you will still be writing this blog when sh...I hope you will still be writing this blog when she climbs Mount Everest.Jaelithehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12081888212421953409noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-51917387919182481722007-02-21T15:57:00.000-05:002007-02-21T15:57:00.000-05:00And that is why my friends laugh at me and call me...And that is why my friends laugh at me and call me "over-cautious" and "freaky". <BR/>Your experience, and thousands of others like it scare the holy crap out of me!<BR/>Thank god Wonderbaby is fine. Hugs.tallulahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02844399832417509801noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-52050664990715622982007-02-21T15:05:00.000-05:002007-02-21T15:05:00.000-05:00And that's why you call her Wonder Baby.Yow, that ...And that's why you call her Wonder Baby.<BR/><BR/>Yow, that must have been terrifying. My little brother (10 years younger) fell out of a shopping cart as a baby and hit his head. He was OK, but my stepmom couldn't get over it....Damselflyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00139191935886860839noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-25348159380759221282007-02-21T09:02:00.000-05:002007-02-21T09:02:00.000-05:00Prima did the same exact thing at about the same e...Prima did the same exact thing at about the same exact age.<BR/><BR/>I remember it now as me standing across the store watching her fall forward and land face first, but in realisty, I was right there within grabbin distance.<BR/><BR/>Yes, that moment of silence was the worst.<BR/><BR/>I called my ped who asked a bunch of questions (did she pass out, was she throwing up now, etc.) and they determined that I should bring her into the office not because they thought she was hurt, but because they were worried about me being a wreck.<BR/><BR/>But yes...to this day it takes everything in me to not take parents aside in the grocery store and say, "Please don't let your child stand in the cart." As if by doing so, I could undo the moment when my child fell.<BR/><BR/>Thank goodness she was no worse for the wear.josetteplank.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16790825543155685363noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-8947188784033891002007-02-20T21:00:00.000-05:002007-02-20T21:00:00.000-05:00Holy B'jesus. I'm so sorry. What a scare! OY. Grea...Holy B'jesus. I'm so sorry. What a scare! OY. Great big hugs! xoxoGIRL'S GONE CHILDhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07130764109593048451noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-25937382392766669882007-02-20T20:43:00.000-05:002007-02-20T20:43:00.000-05:00I don't usually comment, I just read. I have to c...I don't usually comment, I just read. I have to comment on this. My son [Big Head Ed] and I tripped over the dog coming down the stairs one morning when he was only 4 months old. We hit the bookcase at the bottom, well HIS head hit the shelf! I was so SCARED! The silence is deafening! Then he screamed and cryed and I cryed! Then a trip to the emergency room where they treat you like abusers and check for all kinds of things! It was the worst day of our lives! Big Head Ed is now two and a half and OH-SO-SMART!! He can count to 25 frontwards and backwards! <BR/> By the way, Wonderbaby is beautiful!!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-63188699889579181392007-02-20T18:59:00.000-05:002007-02-20T18:59:00.000-05:00Oh hug. big hug.The silence is totally terrifying....Oh hug. big hug.<BR/><BR/>The silence is totally terrifying.<BR/><BR/>I think I have two opposing wishes, that at some point my heart will not stop, and that I will never get to the point where it doesn't.<BR/><BR/>Which leaves me back where I started, with my heart in my mouth.Namitohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06476552972162497517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-57968522465170203632007-02-20T15:07:00.000-05:002007-02-20T15:07:00.000-05:00Oh, god, how scary. It does happen, you're right. ...Oh, god, how scary. It does happen, you're right. Pumpkinpie has been significantly banged a couple of times, my sister broke her collarbone, as did misterpie and his sister. But it's scary. <BR/><BR/>To be honest, though, I've heard some pediatricians say they are almost more worried about kids who have no bangs and scrapes, because they probably aren't getting enough exercise. It's the peril of having not-fully-developed motor skills! <BR/><BR/>Hope the poor little lumpy-headed thing is doing okay... kisses to WonderBaby (and hugs to you!)kittenpiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05215443551546036909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-87267933963944535802007-02-20T13:10:00.000-05:002007-02-20T13:10:00.000-05:00oh, sweet sweet sweetheart.no feel bad. please.oh, sweet sweet sweetheart.<BR/><BR/>no feel bad. please.Debbiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14163363926316904033noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-11454509214572306582007-02-20T12:32:00.000-05:002007-02-20T12:32:00.000-05:00I'm glad WB is ok. I can't add much more than has ...I'm glad WB is ok. <BR/><BR/>I can't add much more than has already been said. You are not a bad mother. It happens, most often I think to the very best of us. <BR/><BR/>I fell out of the cart - on my head - as a toddler. My mom still retells the story and still says it was the scariest of all of her mothering times. And then she jokes that it explains a lot. So look on the bright side, someday you might be able to look back and laugh at this with WB like my mom does. ;)Dianahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13494610442275567164noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-65827972784311915612007-02-20T12:31:00.000-05:002007-02-20T12:31:00.000-05:00Ah, the horrid silent moment when time stands stil...Ah, the horrid silent moment when time stands still and all illusions of control, of sheltering our children from harm, of keeping them safe disappear.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-81557185673841391022007-02-20T11:02:00.000-05:002007-02-20T11:02:00.000-05:00My heart is totally pouding reading that story. M...My heart is totally pouding reading that story. My son fell off of our bed a few months ago, and it bothered me for days. He's not a daredevil-type, just happened to be napping on our bed because he wouldn't sleep in his crib, and I didn't keep a better ear out to listen for when he woke up. It's the worst feeling. But it's like what you said about the silence. The silence is worse than the cries. He, thankfully, burst out crying as soon as I heard the "thud" of his land from downstairs, so in the back of my mnid, even though I was totally freaking out, I knew he was OK. <BR/><BR/>Sorry to hear she took such a bad fall. Hang in there. On a lighter note, I hope she pursues a spot on the Olympic team for gymnastics because clearly she has no fear for mid-air acrobatics.Katehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15080488909182074526noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-75978056445623270782007-02-20T10:03:00.000-05:002007-02-20T10:03:00.000-05:00Man, I'm so glad she is ok. My oldest used to do ...Man, I'm so glad she is ok. My oldest used to do stuff like that, it's a miracle he never broke anything. I'm so glad that phase is over. Makes me wonder about the baby though! I'm sure as other women have written we all damage our kids in one way or the other. Mason has a scar on his face because I let him go to the pool with a chicken pox mark not healed or covered. So there is something you probably wouldn't have thought about and now you know!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-14628910479600081482007-02-20T09:57:00.000-05:002007-02-20T09:57:00.000-05:00backwards off a picnic table bench onto asphalt. l...backwards off a picnic table bench onto asphalt. lump on the back of her head. silence. terror. diagnosis: concussion. 2 1/2 years old. GUILT.<BR/>prognosis: 5 years old and doing fine.<BR/>the guilt's still there.megachickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07803819761757537823noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-63998082100519432112007-02-20T09:32:00.000-05:002007-02-20T09:32:00.000-05:00The silence is the worst. I would take ear-piercin...The silence is the worst. I would take ear-piercing screams any day.<BR/><BR/>We had two trips to ER in January (fractured foot and hand) and each time I felt the unspoken scrutiny. <BR/><BR/>What kind of parent lets this happen twice?! (For the record, she was holding her Dad's hand when her foot was fractured and sister dropped a very heavy not child-friendly toy box lid on her hand a week later.)<BR/><BR/>Both of my girls are the daredevil types and coupled with the clutziness they have inherited, it is a heart-stopping combination.<BR/><BR/>I'm with you, just how many near misses are we allowed? My oldest is six and I still have not figured this out, or figured out how to calm my heart.<BR/><BR/>My best guess is we are in it for the long haul. Once on the parental duty I am guessing there aren't many changes in the guard.<BR/><BR/>*****<BR/>Glad WB is fine...hope Mom is too in a day or so.Jeniferhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13100043209000589029noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-77361718434780478452007-02-20T08:16:00.000-05:002007-02-20T08:16:00.000-05:00I was a Wonder Baby. My parent's drank. It gets ...I was a Wonder Baby. My parent's drank. It gets worse. We used to jump out of the second story window of our house. Yet we all survived. But oh, I know what you mean about wanting to turn the clock back and get a do over. It's horrible. Parent's make mistakes. It's the other parents that don't let you forget.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-9817538198586249582007-02-20T07:33:00.001-05:002007-02-20T07:33:00.001-05:00Bossy can relate - those moments are more effectiv...Bossy can relate - those moments are more effective than a defibrillator.BOSSYhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12137297805742498961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-45710496275013515062007-02-20T07:33:00.000-05:002007-02-20T07:33:00.000-05:00Bossy can relate - those moments are more effectiv...Bossy can relate - those moments are more effective than a defibrillator.BOSSYhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12137297805742498961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-17550064328940499472007-02-20T07:11:00.000-05:002007-02-20T07:11:00.000-05:00Oh my god, my heart stopped beating just reading a...Oh my god, my heart stopped beating just reading about it!Michelle Fluttering Butterflieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08793681725475475156noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-83628762100234351372007-02-20T07:06:00.000-05:002007-02-20T07:06:00.000-05:00For some reason Blogger always eats my comments wh...For some reason Blogger always eats my comments when I try to comment here.<BR/>But, according to my mom, this is exactly what I was like when I was a baby/toddler. I was always hurting myself, climbing, etc. But, I made it through (and now I have a toddler who is much like this.)<BR/>But, here's the thing.<BR/>I put my son in gymnastics. It sounds silly, but they are teaching him how to fall safely. It's amazing because they teach them just ways of falling safely. I've noticed a big difference - less bruises, etc. He's still really risky, but I'm beginning to feel like he's a little safer. Maybe something to try in the theme of if you can't beat em, join em.Laural Dawnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08459584652802529868noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21558474.post-63228165622651283702007-02-20T01:58:00.000-05:002007-02-20T01:58:00.000-05:00I would be WAY to scared to try to have a drink fo...I would be WAY to scared to try to have a drink for fear that if sober such a thing happened, wtf might happen if I caught a buzz?<BR/><BR/>I managed to make it through my now 14 yr old's toddlerhood with only one blood leak. She hit the corner of a table with her brow and it bleed a lot! As I was cradling her, the blood ran in her ear and my mom freaked me out royally for a second trying to tell me she was bleeding from her ear.<BR/><BR/>She broke an arm 2 summers in row once she was older though. Her 11th and 12th summers. Unsupervised... on her bike.<BR/><BR/>I am somewhat less paranoid with my 5 month old then I was with my first but other things freak me out. Yesterday, laying on the bed getting a clean diaper, he somehow got his baby nail clippers that I just used and layed way over to the side in his hand and they went straight to his mouth... <BR/><BR/>Choking is my biggest fear!!!! He may have actually dropped them in the direction of his open mouth as I yelled "aahhhhh", but I swatted and they flew across the room and safely out of his reach. Coulda been a freak disaster.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com