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Tanis said
January 13 AT 10:54AM
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| We've all experienced moments as parents where our heart stopped for a second out of fear for a child. You know, the moment you lose your kid in the grocery store; the moment you see the thermometer and it says 104.5; that one second you turned your back and poof! Disaster strikes. Having four kids, I've had my share of heart stoppers, but the worst was when my two year old daughter escaped out of the house wearing only socks and a diaper and toddled down the street in -35 degree winter as I was changing her brother's diaper. I still feel like an unfit momma. Tell me, what was YOUR heart stopping moment. I need to feel better about myself right now. Wink. |
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Jeannie said
January 14 AT 11:16AM
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| My heartstopping moments have been hearing that my 10 week old little girl had liver disease and she would need immediate surgery. The next one was transplant. While it was a good thing, it was also very scary for my 5 1/2 month old. The last one that happened lately was wondering if something was wrong with our newest little girl becuase of how she breathes. I am terrified of waking up to find her blue one night. |
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Heatherlynn said
January 13 AT 07:00PM
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| My moment was a seris of moments through a whole day. I had checked my 12yr olds text messages on her cell and saw where she had said to a friend that she just wanted to kill herself. On my way to drop her off at school I asked her if she really felt like that and why did she say that. She told me yes she really did feel that way and she felt like she was broken and noone could fix her. I dropped her off at school and headed to work. It took me a full 20 mins before it hit me- my daughter wanted to kill herslef, she wants to die. (Moment #1) After busting a U turn and calling her Drs office to find out what to do, I went to her school to talk to the councelor to see what I needed to do. After talking to me, and calling her into the office, he asked her if she had a plan. She said no, when the oppurtunity came up she would just do it. It hit me that I could have came home to a dead child at any time. (Moment #2). After having to have the paramedics come to forcably take her to the hospital to get checked out, she was admitted to the psych ward for help. Walking out of that floor with her crying saying she wanted to go home was the hardest thing I have ever had to do. Never once thru the whole thing or the week stay did she ever say she didn't mean it or she was just joking or angry. She had meant it (moment #3). (She is now on antidepressents and doing wonderfully with the help of weekly therapy sessions) |
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Missy said
January 13 AT 06:17PM
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| With #1~ We found out he had asthma at 4 months old, at about 1 1/2 he was napping with Dad in our bed and came out to the living room crying funny, he was turning blue. I never set up the neubilizer as quickly before or since. Thankfully, he's mostly outgrown it.
With #2, it was the day I fell down the stairs with him in my arms. He was tiny, maybe 2 months old and I still don't know what made me loose my balance. We were leaving the house and I went to step off the deck and falling was like slow motion. I was somehow able to turn and land on my hip with him on my stomach nice and safe. |
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Tanya said
January 13 AT 04:16PM
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| Home on maternity leave with my 6 mos old and 4 y.o daughters. Another mother had asked me to watch her 4 year old for the day as well - the older girls were playing in the playroom while I was nursing the baby in the living room. I suddenly realized how quiet it was - I yelled to the girls and only heard "giggle, giggle, crinkle, crinkle" I decided to go into the play room to check them and I found them both giggling like banshee's inside a giant plastic bag that had come with the dehumidifier we had purchased the evening before. It still scares me to think of how awful that could have ended - I never did tell the other mother. |
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Lisa said
January 13 AT 01:22PM
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| My heart stopping moment was when my son at 8 months old and just learning how to pull up, pulled up on a kitchen chair, lost his balance and fell backwards. He (with no teeth, mind you) bit his tongue in 2. On the left side of his mouth he literally had a fork tongue. My heart stopped when I saw the blood and realized what happened, to this day I think what if I had have gotten to him 30 seconds earlier. Thankfully his tongue healed completly and is no longer forked. It was by far the nastiest thing i have ever witnessed. |
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