When you are a mother, you experience lots of “near-misses” with your child or children. It does not matter how good of a parent you are, at one point or another, your child will get hurt.
If you are lucky, you will be able to chalk it up as a “near-miss” instead of a catastrophe.
July 31, 2017 was my 33rd birthday, but more importantly, it was the day of my son’s biggest near-miss to date.
I was getting ready to load up the kids in the car to go pickup my dad’s laptop (a loaner laptop that I somehow managed to crash) from the computer repair store. As I was arguing/convincing my stepdaughter that she needed to wear shoes, (even if she was not planning on getting out of the car), I took my eyes off my son who was playing in the driveway.
I unlocked the car doors and was picking my daughter up in her infant car seat in order to load her into the car, when I heard my son scream. In a panic, I sat my daughter down as fast as I could and ran towards my son. He was laying behind our trash dumpster on the trim boards that our contractor (who had replaced our back door after a home break-in) had left by the dumpsters. I saw the big nails protruding up from the boards and immediately thought the worst.
My son’s sandal was caught with a nail sticking right through it, so he could not move. I quickly unhooked my son and his sandal from the nail. There was some blood on his toe, and as I started to panic, I told my stepdaughter that I was going to run inside the house to clean off his foot and assess the damage.
Note the nail hole at the top of my son’s sandal
Once I wiped my son’s foot off in the sink, I realized that the blood was coming from a scratch near his toenail, instead of from a nail hole through his toe. There was a small indention on his toe where the nail probably went, but it did not pierce the skin. (I assume the scratch on his toenail probably came from falling down after he caught his sandal on the nail.)
At that moment, I thanked my lucky stars that my son did not actually impale his toe with a nail.
I put my son’s shoes back on and loaded him into the car. Then I ran over to the trim boards by the dumpster, and angrily threw them into the dumpster so that no more near-disasters could happen.
Close up of the trim board with nail sticking out
So yeah, to sum it all up, my son nearly impaled himself on a nail sticking up from some trim boards.
Quite the memorable birthday.
Don’t worry, this little man was just fine.
The truth is, near-misses happen every single day.
Every parent has his or her own near-miss story.
I think about the time my nephew catapulted headfirst out of the shopping cart. Or when my son nearly choked on a cheese puff. Or maybe the time my daughter rolled off the bed.
As parents, one thing is certain. Your kids will have accidents and near-misses. But just remember, a near-miss does not make you a bad parent.
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