Yesterday, an freak accident occurred which shook me to my core. It was the kind of accidents that you never forget, and it still brings shivers to your spine when you relive it in your mind. I now completely understand what my mom meant when she told me that as a parent, you never fully get over certain things that your child goes through, even when they can heal from it and move on quickly. Certain events just kind of stay in a mother's mind, and I guess it stays there as a warning...to always be careful, and never take for granted your time with your child.
As we were getting ready for a Mother's day dinner last night, I was trying to keep baby calm while hubby changed his diaper since we had just woken him up from his nap. With the nearest thing being a red envelope with lucky money that grandma had given him, that I could distract him with, I waved it over him so he would hold it with his hand. To my surprise, a looney fell out and straight into his mouth. I couldn't get it from his mouth and he started to choke. Hubby told me to call 911 right away. So I ran to the nearest phone (which happened to be corded) and phoned. The lady made me stay on the line which was a little frustrating because I couldn't quite reach the room since the phone was corded. Thankfully, hubby was able to stroke his back, and baby was able to puke it back up. We told the lady on the phone right away but as the ambulance was already on its way, she said that they would still come by just to take a quick look at him. They basically just took a look at his colouring (it was normal) and checked his heartbeat (which was fine) and then left. It took a little while to calm baby down since he was a little hysterical after the incident (I think the strangers coming in to check him freaked him out too). Thankfully, by the time we drove down to dinner though (watching youtube videos on my iphone), he had completely calmed down.
I guess the most ironic part was that this had to occur on my first real Mother's day. It will definitely be something that I will never forget. I still feel like such a failure as a mother for it. Last night as I put him to bed, I almost couldn't bear to put him down into his crib. It was definitely comforting to know that hubby can act calmly in an emergency situation and I think the first aid course he took, definitely helped. The ambulance also came really quickly and they told us that they already slowed down after finding out that baby had puked the looney up, which is also somewhat reassuring.
I guess I have to see it as a learning lesson. Especially since I know that kids get rough sometimes, and there will definitely be bumps and bruises along the way...
