Bad Mom (2)

 As Linda gets closer to her due date and meeting Lennie, Paul and I reminisced about our kids.  And of course the memories of being a bad mom resurfaced. There are so many seconds in a day and not everyone can be focused on the kids for every single one of them.  Just saying.  

The year Paul and his dad put on a new roof on the house in Cumberland Kevin was still in a stroller.  I was pushing him around outside, enjoying the summer day when he started vomiting.  I brought him in the house and laid him on the changing table to clean him up.  But his breathing was funny sounding.  When I looked in his mouth there was a foreign object.  I pulled the saran like strip from the roofing shingles out of his mouth!  No wonder he was vomiting.  I never even saw the strip land near enough to him that he could grab it.  And I never saw him put it in his mouth.  Bad mom.

Scott used to love to play hide-n-seek in the stores.  While at JCPenney one time he hid underneath the clothes rack.  When I finally found him he was chewing on orange "candy".  After making him spit out the remainder we left for home.  I forgot to teach that lesson.  Bad mom.

While Megan was playing with PlayDoh and Kevin was scooting around in his baby walker I was trying to do a little cleaning.  I happened to look over at Kev and he was turning blue!  Yup, he had tried to swallow PlayDoh.  After successfully performing the Heimlich, I called Paul at work and cried about being a bad mom.

I have frequently been accused of having little to no sympathy for injuries.  Being an ER nurse for so long, little fazed me.  My thought is, if there is no blood and you're breathing, there is no need for hysteria.  "You'll be okay.  Get some ice."  Bad mom.

The first time Scott dislocated his elbow from swinging on the bunk beds, I waited too long to get to the ER.  Bad mom.  Although subsequent dislocations I acted quicker and eventually learned to pop it back in myself.

After a hurricane one year I decided to visit the beach and take the kids.  The waves were ridiculously harsh and only after Kevin and I were tossed relentlessly and into each other did I call it quits.  Probably never should have been there at all.  Bad mom.  

The 60 mile bike ride in the Outer Banks because I was so sure the restaurants were right around the corner.  Bad mom.  Thankfully some kind gentleman gave Scott (who was only 6) and Paul a ride back to the ferry.

Closing the trunk on Scott's fingers.  I was busy talking to others and had no idea,  Bad mom.

Leaving infant Megan sleeping on the bed while I ran to the bathroom.  She of course, rolled over for the first time right onto the hardwood floor just as I was coming back in to the room.  Bad mom.

Letting Scott climb to the top of the bleachers at Megan's softball game at Cumberland Hill field.  When he fell and his head struck the concrete, the sound is one I will never forget.  I was too far from him to prevent the fall.  Bad mom.  Of course he jumped right up with "I'm fine!".  

I would not trade a single minute of being a mom.  There were so many good moment, crazy laughs and memorable moments.   Love them to pieces!

                                    Memere Adam, Lucille, Mom and Ma
                                                    Me pregnant with Megan


                                        Me pregnant with Kevin and Megan


                                          Kevin, Me pregnant with Scott, Megan and Thomas




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