omgosh!!

about a year ago my daughters were visiting their dad in chicago(we live in l.a.) and they went to a park. i was in the hot tub back in l.a. just relaxing when my ex calls me in a panic..i pick up the phone and he’s like screaming saying “I CANT FIND HER I CANT FIND HER!!”..i jumped so far out of the tub..i was like “what are you talking about who??” then he said “COULTYN..SHE WAS HERE AND NOW SHE’S GONE..I CANT FIND HER!” i was absolutely hysterical i couldnt stop cussing and crying..i called my mom who also lives in chi. and she went to the park to meet Logan and get our other baby. i didnt know what to do..i have no family in l.a. so i just sat on the phone with my sister(who was back in chi.)..thank God there are still good people in the world because this lovely man asked Coultyn where she lived and she said “with my mommy”..so she took him back to the park..it turns out Co had followed the man’s dog home from the park while daddy wasnt watching her..ever since i’ve been really skeptical about letting my daughters spend another few weeks with their dad unless my mom goes over there 10 times a day!!!
when my girls got back home i asked Co why she follwed the dog back home and she said she didnt want him to be scared to walk by himself…she’s so sweet but scared the crap out of me !!

just reading about Eva’s scary experience made me tear up alittle.. how horrific!

I’ve heard so many stories like this–kids are so resiliant, I think they’re made of rubber.

When I was 3, we were staying at a hotel, and my dad was walking with us to the pool. At the sight of the pool, I got so excited that I ran forward and fell right into the deep end. My dad had to dive in and catch me. My mom says in the split second that happened, she remembers looking down and seeing two ponytails floating straight up and two big green eyes looking around in confusion. LOL
Another time, we were at the bank, and we went into a crosswalk during a red light. I started walking ahead but my mom saw this car come flying around the corner. She reached out and grabbed me by the shoulder and whipped me backwards, and I just missed being hit by the car, which didn’t even stop for the red light.
Recently, my sis and her two kids were swimming in an outdoor pool in Florida when someone realized that a Coral snake was in the pool. Everyone jumped out, but my niece was swimming around the deep end, making her way to the ladder. My sister saw the snake heading towards my niece and, even though she was recovering from a broken shoulder, picked my niece up and threw her to the other side of the pool. My niece misinterpreted this as my sister throwing her back to the snake and got very upset. LOL Fortunately, no one was hurt and the snake was removed.
The one that I find most amazing is my friend’s daughter who was just becoming mobile when she slipped away and fell down a flight of stairs–stairs without carpeting. The mom ran to catch her, but was only able to see her fall. She sat there in shock but the baby, upon reaching the bottom of the stairs, started laughing and wasn’t hurt AT ALL. Made of rubber. Seriously.

Oh how I feel for Eva…your heart stops and you either react or freeze, its called mommy instincts…I was at work, my husband had called earlier, he was playing with my girls and they were jumping onto the piles of clothes in my room (I was cleaning out the closets)laughing and playing…..45 minutes later, I received another call, I am still at work, he was screaming that she had a gash (my oldest who is 4) and there was blood everywhere….I bolted and rushed to the ER to meet them. Apparently, she had been watching Alice in Wonderland, so she stood on a chair like the Queen and was bossing her sister about “her roses” and she jumped off the chair onto a pile of clothes….there was a kids small wooden chair next to the pile of clothes and she smashed her forehead into the chair, missing the pile of clothes she was jumping on….Blood pouring everywhere, my husband said she looked like the movie Carrie, she was screaming and blood was flying everywhere, he had to find out WHERE the blood was coming from, it was her forehead, she had to have 5 stitches and she is fine but she is deathly afraid of the chair in our room that she jumped off of and she is much more cautious than she used to be….as for both my husband and I we understand that kids get hurt but it is SO different when it is YOUR kid.

I also used to teach swim lessons, PLEASE EVERYONE MAKE YOUR CHILDREN WATER SAFE AND WATCH THEM AT ALL TIMES BY ANY BODY OF WATER!! It breaks my heart to hear of stories where children have drowned! As we all know it only takes seconds for something to happen. Just my water safety minute for all parents!

All these stories are so scary. I think everyone has or know of someone who has had an experince simillar to these. I work at a daycare and one of the moms came in with her son who was about 15 months. He had a bandage on his hand and what had happend was they were in a hotel room and the child was walking around. One of there older children went to the bathroom and the 15mo had his finger in the door. When the door slammed shut(especially some heavy doors close so fast)his pinky got caught and almost cut of the tip of his pinky. It cut at about the first knuckle closest to the tip but it wasn’t all the way off. They rushed him to the hospital and had to have it sown shut back on. Even though i wasn’t there i knew the little boy and felt so bad and that feeling of scariness inside me. I wanted to tell this one because there wasn’t a mention of this type of story yet. You should always watch your childrens fingers around doors because they can slip in there so fast.Very scary

These stories are scary to read, but I did, to be aware of any dangers I haven’t thought about. I don’t have kids myself, but I’m a caregiver. I’ve had a couple frightening experiences in that, though.

When I worked at a day care center, we were feeding the toddlers lunch. There were about eight of them at the table, and two adults supervising. You try to watch each of them at once, but all of a sudden, one of the kids was turning blue. He was choking. I panicked, kind of in shock–not very useful, but the other teacher got the food dislodged, and the boy was fine. I was 19 or 20, a little naive, I hope I’d handle it better now.

Another time, I was helping at a gathering, where the adults were watching a movie, and the kids (mostly 2 year olds) were playing downstairs. I led two kids (a boy and girl) through the kitchen, and before I could analyze the situation, they were two footsteps ahead of me at the top of the stairs. The girl pushed the boy, and he tumbled all the way down the (carpeted) flight. I felt so helpless watching it happen. In hindsight, I should have been in front of them, but for whatever reason, I wasn’t. Luckily, the boy just had a swollen lip. I swear he tumbled head over feet a few times. Sometimes, babies are so resilient!

When I was 1, I pushed my baby brother down a flight of stairs in his walker. These days, most parents would put up a gate, and hopefully not leave a toddler and an infant together out of reach. But he seems to be okay now, for a frat boy type.

Well here’s a ‘funnier’ one for y’all to clear the tension of these horrific stories!

my sister once sat down onto the barbecue while it was still on after we ate. she must have thought it was a chair or something, she must have been about two. my parents immediately put her in a bucket of water. thank god the thing was already quite cold and she never even had a scar.

Stephanie,
I was thinking the same thing….Maybe she wants everyone to know where the Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaammmmmptons (*insert snooty UES accent here*) is/are.

And the audition–yeah, i would hope she didn’t go, her kid almost drowning and all.

When my twins were 4 months old, I put my little guy in his swing to let him nap. Then I set my little girl PROPPED IN A BOPPY PILLOW ON THE COUCH just long enough to turn around and get her bouncy bassinet ready for her. She wasn’t even close to rolling over, but the moment I turned away from her, I heard a thud, and it was the most sickening sound I’ve ever heard. She had fallen off the couch and landed face down on the wood floor and the Boppy was on top of her. I grabbed her so fast, not even thinking about possible neck injury and that maybe I shouldn’t move her. She started screaming, her nose was bleeding, I was sobbing. I’m a nurse, so I did a quick neuro check and she seemed ok, but the pediatrician wanted me to bring her in anyway. I raced to the Dr’s office, running red lights and everything. She was fine. But the moral of the story is, when the Boppy tags warn you to NEVER leave them unattended, heed the warning!!! I don’t know how many times I left them swaddled up and tucked into the Boppy on the couch when they were teeny tiny, but there comes a time when they WILL be able to move from the Boppy!!! Very scary for me. For about a month, every time I thought about it, I cried. NEVER LEAVE THEM ALONE IN THE BOPPY! It’s not Boppy’s fault, it was mine.

My daughter had a Johnny Jump-Up and used to love bouncing in it. Then one day it fell. She fell to her knees and pitched forward, landing face first on the tile floor. Her grandfather was only a few feet away and was watching her, but he couldn’t get to her in time to catch her. I heard him start shouting and turned around to see my four-month-old lying face down on the tile not moving. I felt like my heart jumped up and out of my body, I completely panicked. I know it’s illogical, but I thought she was dead. I was further away from her than her grandfather but I managed to race over there and scoop her up first. Once I picked her up, the hysterics started. I had never been happier to hear a crying baby in my life. Everyone ran over and tried to help and all I could do was shout “GET AWAY” and ran off to the back room to comfort her an evaluate her injuries. I didn’t mean to shout, but I was in major primal mommy mode (and she was in major baby meltdown mode!). She was completely hysterical, choking on her sobs. I was relieved that she was crying and alive, but I hadn’t had time to check if anything was broken/fractured/bleeding/etc.

I know it’s a small incident, but I thought she was dead when I saw her lying there. Luckily she escaped with only a small bump on her forehead! I had been staying about a mile away from my parents at the time but spent the next three days there and kept my daughter in bed with me. I didn’t have a car, and I figured that with the possible complications can follow a head injury, it’d be safest to keep her with my 24/7 to monitor her and to be around people who could drive me to a hospital if anything happened.