Post by creepyeyeball on Sept 1, 2016 7:57:28 GMT -5
I almost killed DD2 yesterday. The boys are responsible for unbuckling the girls out of their carseats when they get home. Apparently someone forgot DD2 yesterday. The kids went straight to playing outside when we got home and I was inside making dinner and nursing the baby. Went out to the car over an hour later and DD2 was asleep inside. Thank the Lord It wasn't very hot out yesterday, although I'd hope the other kids would have heard her screaming in there if she was uncomfortable.
Yesterday I yelled at LO to shut up. I was so stressed and could not figure out why she was crying, I had tried everything I could think of.
My absolute worst though was when DD1 was probably 15 months old. I turned around and she was a couple feet behind me with the tip of the chef's knife I had been using in her mouth.
creepyeyeball, that's so scary! When people say things like, "I could never do something like that!" I always think I definitely could. ((hugs))
I had a friend get on a huge rant on FB about "how could anyone leave a baby in a car!?" All I could think was that it could be really easy... and I feel like you automatically put yourself at greater risk of you assume it could never happen to you.
Post by creepyeyeball on Sept 1, 2016 11:16:44 GMT -5
I'm seriously depressed today and feeling like a crappy mom. I guess you can't depend on a 7 and 9 year old to do what they are supposed to do. I should know better.
I'm seriously depressed today and feeling like a crappy mom. I guess you can't depend on a 7 and 9 year old to do what they are supposed to do. I should know better.
It happens, you can't beat yourself up about it. She's fine!
Post by wineallthetime on Sept 1, 2016 12:20:27 GMT -5
When L was only a few months old I was sitting up in my bed feeding her before bedtime. I was so tired that I dozed off and dropped her off the bed. I felt so horrible.
When DS was around 2 months old, I was giving him a bath. I turned him facing down so I could wash his back and tushy. Somehow I failed to notice I had put his face in the water. It wasn't til I lifted him up that I realized his whole face was wet and red. I felt so awful that I almost drowned my poor baby
A few weeks ago DH and I were in a store. DH had the boys and I was looking at something. He wandered off and I eventually followed him. When I got to him a few isles away he looked at me in a panic. He had left M in a cart behind me and I just left him there because I had no idea. We both raced back to him and everything was fine. I still get anxiety thinking about someone taking him. We live in a small town and nobody else was even in that part of the store, but total parenting fail.
On Monday, I picked up the kids from daycare. I was carrying DS in the bucket seat, and DD was walking a little ahead of me. As soon as we got out the front door DD bolted. I yelled stop, and she just turned and laughed at me. Then she ran the other direction. I could not catch her since I had DS and did not want to put him down in the parking lot. I kept screaming stop, and she just kept laughing at me. One of her teachers ran out, grabbed her and put her in the car.
So glad she is ok creepyeyeball. It drives me crazy that people think only bad parents forget their kids in the car. I feel like it could happen so easily, especially with a small change in routine.
I often check the daycare update just to check myself that the kids were actually dropped off (it is the daily log online, like diaper changes, food, etc.). I love that it is online so I can check it throughout the day.
Post by shananagins on Sept 1, 2016 19:30:30 GMT -5
creepyeyeball, So many hugs. I'm so glad she was ok. I so firmly believe that this can happen to anyone. You are such a wonderful mom, don't allow yourself to feel differently.
buttercup, I've had the same car for over 10 years and just got a new one--completely different make and model. I set the keys down all the time, and now I'm completely terrified I'm going to accidentally lock MB in the car. Half the time I can't even figure out how to turn the windshield wipers on... Remembering under which circumstances the damn thing locks is way above my paygrade...
When we were out grocery shopping MB was due for a feed, so I took him to the car and breastfed in the backseat. When he was finished, I tried to put him in his car seat from where I was sitting and I totally smashed his head into the ceiling. I felt so awful. Fast forward to yesterday, I was bfing in bed and went to readjust and hit his poor head into our headboard. Get your shit together, shananagins, get your shit together.
Post by craftcrazymama on Sept 2, 2016 4:38:50 GMT -5
One Sunday when DD was about 18 months she was in my studio with me sitting on the couch. It's a reasonably low to the ground one and I didn't think anything of her being on there. I'm not sure how but she tipped off the end and fell a bit awkwardly. She cried quite a lot, which is unusual for her as she's a bit of a toughy. I was concerned but after a few minutes she stopped. I kept asking her if anything hurt but she wasn't really saying so. Later on she was a bit grizzly again so I decided we should get her checked out. Drove part way to after hours with the doctor on the phone who said she would be much more upset if anything was broken and we would see bruising and swelling, neither of which she had. So we turned around and went home. 3 days later I took her to the doctor for another issue and just asked on the off chance if he could tell if either of her arms or wrists could be hurt as she was still nursing her arm a little. He said it wouldn't hurt to X-Ray to make sure. How crap did I feel to see a break in her arm that she had been coping with for 3 days : (
shananagins, I can not even count the number of times I have hit my kids heads on the roof of the car. Luckley it had never been hard, but still.
buttercup, I am obsessive about putting a front window at least part way down (so I could reach in to unlock) whenever the kids are in the car and I am out of it with doors closing and opening, getting kids in or out, because I am so scared of the car somehow getting locked with them inside and me outside.
DD grabbed an ant trap we were in the process of setting up one time, then immediatly put her hand in her mouth. Poison control was very nice. And there was no issue with DD.
I'm seriously depressed today and feeling like a crappy mom. I guess you can't depend on a 7 and 9 year old to do what they are supposed to do. I should know better.
DH & I needed to do a huge shopping at Target and needed 2 carts (TP & paper towels take up lots of room!). DD was sitting in one of the carts. Well, DH & I were rushing trying to get it done, and I left my cart with him yelling over my shoulder "I forget 1 thing, I'll brb!".
Unfortunately, he did the same thing. We both left the carts and walked away, leaving Peanut in the cart alone. I got distracted, as I always do when at Target, and took extra time meandering back to the carts. DH did the same.
When I got to the carts, DD was playing and talking to herself and a bunch of women were standing near her, looking around because this poor child had been left alone for far too long. I had to slink over there, take my cart and my daughter, endure the dirty looks and loud whispers, and never return to that Target again.
Edit: I felt so guilty that I cried in the car, and immediately called a friend when I got home to confess. I had to get it off my chest and admit what I had done to SOMEONE.
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