Wednesday, 29 October 2008
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My Scariest Mommy Moment
Guest post submitted by tashaDW_18
Several weeks ago my husband and I took our kids to our college Homecoming. It was fun and I had a great time showing my kids around where we went to school. However, on Saturday afternoon, the scariest thing ever happened to me. We briefly lost our three-year-old son.
We were at a picnic that they have on campus every year and we were sitting way at the back of the crowd eating. Near our table there was a pile of sand that the kids enjoyed playing in and we enjoyed a nice lunch. After we had finished eating we took the kids back to the front of the crowd where they had a little kids' play area set up. My husband walked off to get something that he forgot and our son followed him. I thought nothing of it. Until hubby came back without K. I asked him where K was and he said, "I sent him back to you!"
Apparently he told K to go back to Mommy but didn't watch to make sure K went back to Mommy! We both freaked out because he was nowhere in sight. Hubby started walking around the picnic area calling for him. I asked a couple people if they'd seen him and then realized that there was a guy talking on a microphone! Yes! A microphone! So I went and told him my son was lost and asked him to describe him so people could look.
Some people immediately yelled out, "He's back here!" He had wandered back to the spot where we had been eating and that pile of sand that was so much fun. A friend of mine ran back to grab him because she was closer and by the time I got over there I was crying and couldn't do anything but hug my baby.
Anyway, it was probably only about 5-7 minutes but I was seriously freaking out. It was definitely, without a doubt, the scariest thing that has ever happened to me.
Have you ever lost your child? What is the scariest thing you have gone through as a parent?
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Comments (29)
I do not want to EVER experience that. I am glad he was okay. Whew! I would have been having a panic attack, that is for sure.
I have had my son fall down a flight of stairs, that scared the crap out of me! He was absolutely fine though. Thank goodness.
I never really lost one. I have had them go around one side of a clothes rack while I went around the other and that is scary enough. I often joke that with the eight of them that I keep trying to lose them and they just keep finding me.
So glad he was found safe and sound.
I haven't lost my son yet, but my scariest moment ever was when he was just a few weeks old. It was only my second time giving him a bath, and somehow I got soap in his mouth. I don't know exactly what I could possibly have been thinking, but I couldn't let my precious little boy sit there with soap in his mouth! So what did I do? I poured water right into his mouth. Immediately I realized my mistake. He started choking and I'll never forget the look on his face... his eyes were huge and it was just the most terrible moment of my life. It only took a few seconds for him to cough it out but it took a few days for me to stop crying over almost drowning my own son... I still can't get over what a moron I was to do that.
Oh, loosing a child is every mothers night mare. My oldest busted his head open so bad onetime, that I was borderline hysterical, there was just so much blood. I am used to blood, doesn't normaly faze me, but there was just so much. Then when my 5 month old baby fell off the bar on to my concrete slab floor. Horrible is the only way to describe those feelings. Everytime I think about it, I get sick.
Thankfully I have never lost my son, I can't imagine the panic you went thru.
The scariest moment for me was when my son almost drowned in a fountain at our local mall. It is a long drawn out story but basically he tripped (he wasn't but maybe 15 months and still wobbly on the feet) and fell down the steps into the 2-foot-deep fountain that had NO rail or any protection around it and before I could react he went under the water. He was only under maybe 3 seconds before I ran into the fountain after him and pulled him out but I will never forget the look on his face as I peered at him from above the water. It scared me so badly I was shaking and crying.
And the security guard came up to me and instead of asking me if my son was ok, he looked at me accusingly and asked if I was watching him. I wanted to punch him in the face. Of course I was watching him, I was in the water within a second trying to get him out! I seriously thought about suing the mall for neglect but I never did. I really regret that too...because my son is now 7 years old and is JUST NOW getting over his fear of water. For years after that, if I just got a few drops of water in his eyes, he would freak out on me. Poor guy was seriously traumatized after that, and so was I!
The scariest moment for me was when my son was just a few days from turning one. We (my two brothers and Keagan and I) were at the pool. I was out of the water because I just didn't feel well or want in the pool and Caleb (he's fifteen) was gonna keep an eye on keagan in his floaty. Well we turned to see Jacob (other brother about eight) cuz he yelled something and when I turned back Keagan's floaty was upside down. He couldn't have been under but two seconds and Caleb had him out and I had jumped in too. He wasn't hurt or anything and was ready to play again in just a few seconds but it still scares me to think about it. *chills*
wow. I woulda panic'd too! that is scary. I never lost a sight of Akira but if I ever did, I'd probably lose my mind like you. luckily he was okay!! Thank God!!!!!
I have never experienced that and I don't want to go through it.
That is really the worst feeling in the world! Glad you found him so quickly!
How scary!
I lost my oldest once. We were at the mall play area, my middle son was just a couple weeks old and my older son was 2. The play area was pretty busy and I was focusing on my newborn. When I looked up and couldn't see my son's mohawk (easiest way to tell him apart from the other kids). I found him 8 minutes later hiding in clothes racks in the JC Penney that was right in front of the area entrance. I about had a heart attack.
I have not lost my son, but that must have been really scary.
My worse experiecnce was when I was on a family camping trip with my son and parents. We were sleeping in a pop-up camper, well my son had work up so I put him in bed with me and we had both fall asleep. The next thing I new the dogs were going crazy because there were racoons fighting under our camper and before I had a chance to pick up my son the dog stepped on him.
My son holds him breath when he gets mad a goes stiff so at sure I was not sure if he was even breathing and then no one could get a light to turn on! Luckily everything was okay, my son was just fine.
I lost one of my sons THREE times! First time we were living in a mobile home on a farm with hubby's mom living in the farmhouse. My 18 mon. old disappeared while playing with siblings out side. No one knew where he went. We didn't even look in the farm house because he couldn't open those doors, but after about a half hour of excruciating fear and agony we did look in the house and he was in there sleeping! Mom was there too and never heard him coming in! We have no idea how he got in there, unless the visitors she had at the time hadn't shut the door properly when they went through. When he was 3 we were at Henry Ford Museum. We all went to the restrooms, taking turns so some one would be outside the restrooms with the baby in the stroller. My hubby sent the 3 yr old out to whom ever was watching the stroller. I was in the ladies' room at the time and who ever was with baby didn't notice the 3 yr. old coming out and he went running all the way back to where we had eaten lunch. A terrifying time for us until we found him! An employee had found him and was watching him for us till we came back for him. The third time was after a funeral, he was simply not around when we were ready to leave. Turned out he had left with his grandma, (a misunderstanding) along with a few of our other children. Every time is just as scary and painful as ever, and you vow it won't happen again, but each situation was unique and different and it always happens so totally unexpectedly, even when you think you have everything under controll! It's an extremely traumatic experience.
My scariest moment was yesterday. I still feel soooo bad about it.
I set my baby on the couch for a second to get after the dogs because the biggest one was messing with the little one, making him yelp. Fighting like kids really.
Then I saw my baby rolling off the couch, holding her little foot, being happy as can be. It was all in slow motion too. I went to get her, but I didn't make it in time. And she fell on the floor and started crying.
Thankfully, it wasnt very high up and there weren't any marks or anything at all. But still. I shouldn't have left her up there, even for those few moments. =/ I still feel like the worst mommy ever. Even though everyone says that I shouldn't because they've been through that same thing. But still.
The scarriest moment ever for me was when my sister was watching my son outside our house, and I hear a car start. I look out the door to see my neighbor from the next-door apartment backing his car up, and he didn't see my son standing behind the car. My sister wasn't fast enough to stop him, but luckily my son took a step backword as he went by.
wow that is definitely not something i want to go thru ever! i think the scariest thing happening to my daughter was when i got a call at work from her dad saying she has to get stitches.. i was freaking out.. i had no idea what was going on.. on the verge of a panic attack. left work rushed to the hospital and my poor baby had a numbing substance on her forehead.. you could see blood everything. then they came to do the stitches and my baby was crying soo hard and yelling mommy..it breaks my heart to see her cry like that.. but she was apparently running at her dads house and the carpeting was up and she tripped over it into a wall well the corner where two walls meet and spilt her forehead right open.. =(
I consider that moment to be when I felt my water break waaaayyyy too early for it to be safe to have the baby.
that would've been scary!
@Fairywife@xanga - I SO know what you mean about feeling like the worst mom out there... even if these things just happen...
I was changing my son on his changing station one day. He likes for me to change his diaper while he is standing up, because he thinks he is a big boy, who doesn't need to lie down (he was about 14 months at the time). While I was trying to do up his onesie, he climbed OVER my arm, and tumbled head down to the floor - I grabbed his foot, but he still made a big THUMP. He cried immediately (that is, he didn't lose consciousness) and he didn't even have a mark on him, but I still felt horrible. Took me about two weeks to lose that knot in my stomach!
I've never lost him - yet - and I hope I never will. That's one of the reasons I don't think I'll have more than two kids - one arm for each child! I am super, super scared that that will one day happen to me. Sometimes you just can't do anything about it.
My scariest moment, though, was when he was about 9 days old. I was lying down breastfeeding him, and he suddenly choked and went completely limp. I immediately sat up (nearly ripped my newly healed lady parts in the process..), literally THREW him over my shoulder and screamed for my husband to come. He started breathing again right away, but those were the scariest 5 seconds I've ever experienced.... He was fine by the time my husband ran into the room, but that's when I fully realized what it's like to be a parent. *sigh* I can still remember his face - his eyes went all big like "help me!" I could tell that he panicked, right before he went limp. It was all over in seconds, but it seemed like an eternity before I could sit up (I had severe SI-joint problems and sciatica at the time).
Parenting is the most rewarding, but also the scariest, job there is.
I have never lost my daughter but I have had a serious scare with her.
When My daughter was 2 and 1/2 she was being watched by her non-biological grandma and "dad". They were at grandmas house and "dad" was working on his truck outside the front gate. They owned 3 very unpredictable dogs in which I hated very much. They were outside dogs without much contact from anyone but food being dropped out the door. I had made it clear I wanted a new lock on the sliding glass door so they went out and bought a stick. Yep a stupid stick. My baby knocked the stick down and headed outside to "feed" the doggy. The dogs had seen her as a threat and attacked her. She suffered 42 stitches in just her cheeks 15 in her scalp and 3 in each hand from protecting her face. I was working a town away when the cops called me and said she has "suffered a dog bite" and that I shouldn't drive if I was upset. DUH! I drove as fast as the roads allowed and head for the hospital. "Step in dad" didn't call grandma didn't call they didn't even bother to call the ambulance. They took her to the hospital with out a car seat and that was the last of my worries. When I got there they wouldn't give her anything for the pain until they could weigh her but she was hysterical duh. Any person with kids knows how to weigh them without scaring them. (both parent and child on scare, weigh, just parent on scale, weigh) DUH but they decided to play "everybody let go at once and hopefully she won't fall". I stormed into the room threw everybody out, all doctors could wait outside. My daughter was so scared she was hyperventilating. Who does that to a baby? I signed all the paperwork but they had to do surgery on her cheek to put the tissue back in her skin. It was horrible.
I was fines $600 dollars too. I paid the fine and held my head up. Because I was the one who killed the dog that bite my child. $600 fine was for discharging a firearm inside city limits. They police came and took the other 2 dogs away but when Kaleia came out of the ICU and told me she was feeding the dogs. I knew it wasn't her fault. Grams tried to say she was holding a kitten and those were cat scratches. Needless to say they are no longer allowed to own dogs or have my daughter unsupervised. She gets o see them when she want to now. Not the other way around.
Please to every parent trust you gut!!! I knew something would happen and I pushed it aside. Don't do that trust yourself as a parent and don't be afraid of who's feelings may get hurt. Protect your child.
We lost our daughter at Kennywood Park, a theme park similar to 6 flags. She was 5 yrs old. Same thing happened to us, my hubby thought she was with me and I thought she was with him. We made a left and Kate kept going straight evidently. We couldn't find her anywhere. I got a security cop who said don't worry, we've never lost one here yet and if we don't find her within half an hour to come back and let them know!!!!! Can you imagine telling a frantic mom something like that?? What happened was Kate realized we were no where around and found a bench to sit on and cry. Two women asked her if she was lost and she told them she wasn't allowed to talk to strangers lol. She remember we had said we were going back to the kiddie area and that is what she ended up telling those 2 women. They brought her over there and my friend was there waiting with our other children and she saw her and got her for us. I was so freaked out!
That was the first child we lost. Second time was after we had recently moved from PA to GA. Our then 2 yr old managed to open the front door and wander around the neighborhood. We didn't even know she was gone until I came into the living room and saw the door open. My husband and I went in 2 different directions around the block. He found her in a yard on the street behind us throwing a ball to some dog! I was so scared and all I could do was hug her. She was of course oblivious to how frightened we were!
Welcome to parenthood haha!
My scariest mommy moment was when we found out my daughter has a chocolate AND peanut allergy. We were on vacation with another family when my friend's son gave my daughter some of his candy. She was 16 months old. It was a chocolate bar with peanuts in it. Long story short, she stopped breathing and turned blue.
She's fine now, but I will NEVER forget that day as long as I live.
Im not a parent
But I lost a kid when I was taking them on a fieldtrip for daycamp
That little girl refused to hold hands with other kids
and I have to watch after 3 OTHER* little kid
& when your on a field trip
Kids tend to wander off and run around and explore this new litttle world
So I tend to keep a very* close eye on her
But its hard when you lose track of time, and have to hustle the kids back into the bus
& some kids need to go washroom / missing their lunch box
It was JUST HECTIC too much for a 17 years old to handle
& I jsut lost her for 3min* less than that
She was just outside* the lunch room waiting for me
But my supervisor found her before me & i got in deep shit*
I'm not a parent, but the scariest moment of my life happened while I was babysitting my cousin's three children.
The two older children were swimming around the pool, and I was sitting on the steps with the toddler. I was letting him splash in the water. One of the other kids on the other side of the pool screamed (for no reason) and it startled me. I automatically turned around to see what was going on, and the baby that I was holding slipped under water.
He was only under a few seconds before I scooped him up, but the look on his face still makes me feel awful, even though it's been a few years.
I think if I ever had I kid, and lost them, Id start getting sick and crying.
I lost my neice for about 10 seconds once, and I freaked out so bad. But it turned out she went to the backyard without telling me.
:(
when I was about 12 years old, my parents left church without me. I was old enough to not be bothered by it, but still annoyed. My mom told me she was going home with my sister and that if I wanted to stay and talk to people I'd have to find my dad and have him take me home (they drove separate). Naturally, my dad also left before I could find him, unaware that my mom hadn't taken me with her. My aunt ended up driving me home, and we all laughed about it later.
WHen I used to work at great America, a lost kid came up to my cotton candy stand, begging for candy. We had a place called "lost parents" so as soon as a security guard walked by I sent him that way.