The little man has not been himself for the past week. I do not know if his molars are coming in or if he has fluid in his ears (as I did last week), but the happy and coordinated (as coordinated as a toddler can be) version of my son has been MIA.
So here’s what happened:
On Tuesday evening, Hubby was away overnight for work, so I decided to hang out with my parents and sleep over so my mom and I could go to the beach in the morning. Little Man has his own room and crib there, so he usually does really well. That night, however, Little Man had an exceptionally bad night which means we played musical beds all night. Party! 😛 Little Man then, after about 10 hours of waking up every 2-3 hours, woke up at 6 AM. I was so completely fried that my mom took him for a few hours so I could sleep in and then at 9 AM he made his way back into bed with me until noon. That is when we got up.
Guess what we did not do at that point? Yeah, no one hour drive to the beach for the day. Luckily, my parents have an in-ground pool that we have not really had a chance to hang out at yet. We put our suits on and strapped his life vest on, just in case he got too close to the edge.
After a few hours of swimming, my mom and I were sitting under the umbrella at their patio table talking and Little Man was doing a little dance around the pool. By dance, I mean: he would walk to different points along the edge of the pool and act like he was going to reach in and then wait for our reaction. After several iterations of, “don’t do that buddy”, he got to a point on the other side of the pool where we could not see him and we thought he was walking around a bush back towards us, when we heard a splash. We both jumped up to see him face down floating on the top of the water in the deep end, unable to get his face out of the water. I don’t think I have ever moved so fast in my life and, yet, I still felt it was not fast enough.
Let me just say: that image if my baby boy, as he helplessly flailed in terror, trying to get his face out of the water while I raced to save him, will forever haunt me. FOREVER. I am tearing up again as I write this. I am sure he will give me many more mini heart attacks as he grows and explores, but I pray, from the absolute bottom of my heart, that nothing like that happens again anytime soon.
As for the rest of the story, we ended up in the ER just to be on the safe side (make sure he did not aspirate any water) and he is now okay. I mean, his cranky mood has not miraculously gone away, but I’m suddenly a lot more receptive to whatever mood he needs to be in. He can feel free to be a huge stinker, as long as he is here, living and breathing.
You made me teary and nauseous at the sane time. I’m glad he is ok (and that you are recovering).
Hugs!
Thanks mamma 🙂
So glad to hear he is OK!! I can’t even imagine how you must have felt. And when did you parents get an in ground pool? Where is it? Back yard area? I love your parents backyard and that little door on the side of the house.
Thank you Lori!
They’ve had it for about ten years now. They talked about getting one our whole lives and then finally did just in time for me to go off to college, of course! 🙂 That’s funny that you remember that side door! That is still there, but you wouldn’t recognize the rest of the yard. It’s hard to explain where it is because whole yard is *completely* different now. They redid the driveway and everything. I’ll see if I can dig up some pictures and send them to you!
I think i just need to visit you guys and see the new backyard for myself. If i have time this year or next year when I’m in NJ, I’ll let you know. It would be great to see all of you again!
I am glad he is ok! Poor you, what a scary moment. Hang in there, enjoy those moods as they change by the minute! 🙂 hugs, M
Thanks Michelle! Oh, I know! 🙂
SO glad he’s ok. I can’t even imagine how scary that was. ((hugs))
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